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Summer By: Mahohokus Summer vacation had just started, I was now a senior in high school and was enjoying the first few days of days of summer. I was sitting with Jack in his car at a drive-in hamburger stand eating lunch Jack had just graduated from high school and would be going into the Marines the next day. The Marines was sending him back east to Parris Island for basic training. Jack would finish basic training and get leave sometime in September. We were having a going away party tonight. As we ate lunch, we talked about what we would do when Jack came home on leave. The discussion turned to the various girls that Jack had gone out with and my lack of dating experience and me now being a senior how my luck might change with the incoming freshman girls. At the party that night, Kathy, Vivian and Tamara all gave Jack a going away hug and kiss, which was more than I had ever gotten from the girls. Dennis, Bill and Ed, felt that with Jack leaving, and us now being the top dogs in school. The dating gods would now look on us in a more favorable light. I had a doctor's appointment in the morning so I left the party early. I wished Jack luck in basic training as because of the doctor's appointment I would miss seeing him off. I had a swelling in my testicles and wanted to have a doctor check me out. I did not feel it was a major problem and I had put off going to the doctor until school was out. I arrived a little early at the doctor's office and told by Rachel, Doctor Sanchez 's daughter that he would see me in the exam room one. I walked into the exam room and removed my pants and sat down on the exam table. Dr. Sanchez walked in and asked what he could do for me today? I told him I was here to see him because I had a swelling in my testicles and wanted to get it checked out. I stood up and removed my undies and laid down on the exam table. Dr. Sanchez put on his exam gloves and felt my testicles, when he touched me, I winced in pain. Dr. Sanchez told me to get dressed, he was going to send me to specialist a urologist, he told me to go wait into the waiting room. I got dressed and returned to the waiting room and talked to Rachel while I was waiting for her father to give me the referral for the other doctor, I told her that her dad was sending me to another doctor and I would call her after my appointment with the other doctor. In about ten minutes Dr. Sanchez returned and gave me the slip and told me to go see Dr. Mayo, he was waiting for me. I drove over to Dr. Mayo office and was taken right in to exam room and told me to remove my pants and underwear and lay down on the exam table. I did so and once again he examined me, only this time he gave me a shot first in my scrotum to deaden the pain of examination. After he felt around for a few minutes he told me to get dressed he was sending me out for a Ray and should have it scheduled in a few minutes. I got dressed and took the referral slip and drove over to the X-Ray center I had an hour wait there and I sat down and started reading the sports magazine while I waited. Eventually I was called and the dye was injected into me and I was put into the machine and given the X-Ray. After they were finished the pictures I got dressed and went home, awaiting a phone call from Dr. Sanchez. Dr. Sanchez called and asked me to bring my parents and myself into his office at Four P.M. today for consolation with him and Dr. Mayo today. We arrived about five minutes early and were ushered by Rachel right into the office. Dr. Sanchez told us to sit down both doctors told us they wanted to do exploratory surgery on me in the morning as they felt I had a major problem. I was ushered by my parents from Dr. Sanchez's office and right over to the hospital and told not to eat anything that night. Later in the evening Dr. Sanchez came into the room with a nurse and introduced me to her. Her name was nurse Harriet and I asked her If she had a brother, and when she said yes, I told her I knew him from school. Dr. Sanchez asked me if he had to remove my gentiles if I would like to waken up during the surgery to make that decision. I told him no and asked him what the options were if they had to be removed? He told me It depended on what they found as to what they had to remove maybe nothing, maybe everything? I asked him what the options were if they had to remove everything? He told me it would make me sterile and they would have to do reconstruction surgery on me. If I choose male reconstructive surgery, I would be the same as in a female to male transsexual. He went on to say that they would have to put in an inflatable pump to cause erections and because of lack of sexual organs I would not get any sexual feeling out of the erection. Another option since I was young would be to give me a sex change depending on what was left, he went on to state that most male to female transsexuals still experienced orgasms and arousals. I told Dr. Sanchez that I did not want to be woken up. I felt that the chance of having sexual pleasure over having none was an option I could live with. I told him to consult my parents and leave the decision up to them. When my parents came to visit me later that evening, I discussed the different options with them. I asked my father to leave for a few minutes so I could talk to mother alone. When we were alone, I asked her how sex feels as a woman? She told me it feels wonderful with the right man. I told her If it felt wonderful, I would rather have sexual feeling as a girl than no sexual feeling as a male. If that was the best option, I told her I would prefer to remain male, but felt that I could also learn to live as a girl if I had to. The next morning, I was wheeled into surgery, I awoke sometime later with my mother standing in the room wiping my face with a wet towel. When she saw that I had gained consciousness she left and came back in with Nurse Harriet to check on me. Nurse Harriet checked my vitals and left the room I felt very groggy and in a little while I fell back into a fit full sleep. It was the next morning before I finally felt my head clear. About mid- day Dr. Sanchez came in to visit me he pulled the sheets up and had me spread my legs so he could examine between my legs. He said everything looked fine and I would not have to worry about peeing as I had a foley catheter draining my urine into a bag and he would remove it in few days and put me back on solid food at that time. At Dr. Sanchez 's reassurance I felt a nervousness leave me that I did not know that I had. Mother came in mid-day and asked how I was feeling and I told her fine. I asked her why I had a private room and told me it was to help me heal faster as I would be bed ridden for the next few days, I accepted her explanation without more thought. Whatever the doctors had done with my gentiles I would find out about sooner or later and as long as I was bed ridden, I figured I could wait next few days. Three days later Dr. Sanchez, Dr. Mayo, Nurse Harriet and my mother came in together, around noon. Dr. Sanchez pulled the sheet up and took a syringe out and put some fluid into and injected it into the catheter as he pulled it out of me, I felt a brief moment of pain as it was removed. Dr. Sanchez next picked up a pliers like device and started pulling something out from between my legs, eventually I saw a gauze being pulled when he pulled it above the sheet it felt weird like something was being pulled out of me, I had never felt that feeling before. Dr. Sanchez then took his hand and I it felt like he was sticking a finger inside of me. It was a feeling I had never felt before. Next my mother looked between my legs and heard her say she could not believe how realistic I looked and that no one could ever tell. I asked her what she meant and she pulled a hand-held mirror out of her purse and held it so I could view my new vagina. I started hyperventilating and Dr. Sanchez told me that unless I stopped, he would have to give me a shot to sedate me. I finally calmed down as I accepted what the doctors had done to me. Mother said that she had asked the doctors not to tell me that they had to construct a vagina per my instructions as that was the best option they came up with. She felt it would be better for me to heal first before I was given the news. I was told that if I needed to pee that I should get mom and Nurse Harriet to help me into the bathroom as I would be quite week for the next few days. After the doctors had left, I asked mom and Nurse Harriet if my vagina looked like other girls. Mom and Nurse Harriet both pulled their dresses up and pulled their panties down so I could see that I now looked exactly the same between my legs. Mother gave me a couple of glasses of water. About an hour late I asked her if she could get Nurse Harriet as I now had to pee. She returned a few minutes late with Nurse Harriet and both of them helped me into the bathroom. The toilet had a high seat with a white thing underneath the seat. I asked what that was and I was told it was a nun's hat. It was used to collect urine when women pee that way, they could measure the amount of urine I was peeing. I was helped to sit down and both women stayed to watch me pee as Nurse Harriet told me she had to check my female urine stream to make sure I had no problems. I sat for a few minutes trying to figure which muscles to use to release the urine. Finally, I was able to pee it felt different like I was peeing faster. It's hard to explain but the pee felt like it was coming out of me quicker faster than before. When I finished mom grabbed a wad of toilet paper and handed it to me to wipe my bottom. From now on like every other girl I would have to sit and wipe after I pee. As I sat there wiping a new thought went through my head that I would never be able to use a urinal again. From now on I would have to wait in line like I had seen girls do to use the bathroom. I was helped back to bed by mom and Nurse Harriet. Nurse Harriet left and returned with a dilator. I was told that I would have to learn to dilate or my new vagina could close up on me. I was told every girl has a pet name for their dilator and should give mine a pet name. I named my Dick as I felt that is what it looked like. It was very large, very strong and very powerful. If you misuse Dick, he will hurt you until you learn to use him properly. I would have to do it three times a day for about forty minutes each time. The next morning Dr. Sanchez came in a gave me another exam this time he had Nurse Harriet assist him again. Dr. Sanchez gave me a clean bill of health. Mother came in around noon and brought me come clothes. She had a short-sleeved boys' shirt for me. I pulled it on over my head. Next mom handed me a pair of beige girls' panties. As I was pulling them up my legs, she handed me a strange looking pad thing to put in my panties. She told me it would stop leakages from my vagina running down my legs. I put the pad in and pulled the panties up tight against my crotch. The panties felt like nothing I had ever worn before. They were light and airy and felt so good on me. Mom next handed me a pair of boy's gym shorts. I asked her why I was wearing shorts instead of pants and she told me that pants would too tight against my tender bottom. The shorts she said would fit looser. I pulled the shorts up and noticed that they now fit flat against my crotch. I did not see the familiar male bulge any longer between my legs, instead I saw the flat feminine front all girls had between their legs. The inflatable donut was placed into the seat of the wheel chair and I was told to sit on it to wheeled out of the hospital and to mom's car. Mom helped me up at her car and put the donut into the front car seat as she helped me into the seat. Mom asked me on the way home if I would like something to eat and I asked her if we could stop for a hamburger at one of the fast-food places as I did not want to get out of the car. We drove through the drive threw and parked in the parking lot to eat our order. When I finished, I told her I had to use the restroom bad and I could not wait until we got home. Mom helped me up and helped me to the men's room door as she said you still look to male to use the ladies' room. I slowly walked into the men's room walking past the urinal I could no longer use to the only stall in the bathroom. I locked the door to the stall I turned and noticed that someone had peed all over the seat. I pulled the shorts and panties all the way off as I did not want to get them wet. I squatted above the seat and peed, not wanting to get my rear wet. I finished peeing and I grabbed a wad of toilet paper and wiped my wet bottom off. As I exited the stall, I again looked at the urinal remembering how easy it was to walk in and whip it out and pee instead of now having to sit down and wipe. I guess now I would be reminded that I was now female like every other girl was when I had to use the bathroom. I exited the men's room and found mom waiting for me, I was surprised she did not ask me what took so long but then I remembered that she was female and knew why. When we reached the car, I told her I would be glad when I could use the lady's room. The seat was wet in the men's room and I had to remove my shorts and panties so I could hover over the seat to prevent my rear from getting wet. Mom told me that some women were germ phobic, they would not sit on the seat in the ladies' room. These women would hover over the seat and get it wet so the next lady who used the stall would have to do the same thing. I told her I was shocked. I would never had figured. Mom said since you are now female there are many new and different things you will have to learn. We left the restaurant and drove home. We parked the car at home, I left the car and went into my room and laid down on my bed to rest. The drive home had taken more out of me than I had thought. Mom came in an hour later and told me it was time for my dilation. She handed me Dick and told me to go into the bathroom and dilate. When I finished forty-five minutes later mom came into the bathroom without knocking. She had never just walked into the bathroom before and I asked her why she did now. She said my change in sexual status had changed everything. Now that I had a vagina, I no longer had any different body parts to hide from her. Mom was holding a small box in her hands, she opened the box and pulled out a small plastic bottle and unscrewed the top. Mom pulled an oblong plastic piece out of the box and screwed it onto the end of the bottle. This is a hand-held douche bottle you will now have to do this from time to time to clean yourself internally. She told me to sit on the toilet, spread my legs, take the bottle with one hand and with the other hand guide the tip of the applicator into your vaginismus watched as I guided the tip into my vagina, once I had the tip in position mom said "good girl." "Now squeeze the bottle with both hands until it's empty." I started squeezing the bottle and I felt for the first time a most unusual feeling. I could feel the water from the douche bottle flowing inside me. A feeling I had never felt before. I then felt the fluid gush out of my vagina and splash into the toilet bowel. I told mom it was a most unusual feeling, something gushing out of me. When I finished mom handed me a medicated wipe and told me to wipe and clean up my bottom. Mom started the bath water and as it was filling, she put dome bath salts into the tub. Mom was going to have me shave my legs and pits but she stopped herself, saying that I would have to wear shorts for the next few weeks and shaved legs would attract attention to me. I had to agree with her on that. Mom told me to take a bath every day and soak in the water for thirty minutes with the bath salts. Mom came in thirty minutes later and told me she would talk me through my new regimen of applying lotion to my body. Take the lotions and start at your face and apply it to your face, ears, arms legs and feet. It will prevent you from getting dry skin. At dinner mom gave me a pill to take, she told me it was my first female hormone pill and I would have to take one for the rest of my life. I eyed the pill as I took it, I asked her what it will do to me. Mom told me it would give me female secondary sexual characteristics. "You will have to ask the doctor tomorrow on how fast the hormones will work and what they will do to you. I asked mom if the hormones would give womanly breasts and she answered probably. I asked mom if I could see what real women's breasts looked like since I would be getting a pair of my own? I told her I had seen girl's breasts in a men's magazine before but I had never seen the real thing. She said fine dear as she pulled her top over her head and removed her bra. I stared in fascination at her breasts I asked her what the darker thing around her nipples were called and told me areole. I told her I had heard that women's breasts were sensitive, and she said very. You will find out soon enough for yourself mom said. After mom had redressed and left, I pulled my shirt off and stared at my own manly chest remembering what moms' chest had just looked like. I could not comprehend that soon I would have the same thing hanging off my chest. The next day I went to Dr. Sanchez office for checkup. I drove myself to the office, my first time to drive since getting out of the hospital. In the waiting room I talked to Rachel and she gave me a sly smile. When it was time to go into the exam room, she told me to follower her in. Instead of leaving like Rachel has always done she stayed in the exam room Rachel turned to me and told me to remove my shorts and panties and lay down on the examination table. I told Rachel I could not remove my shorts with her in the room. Rachel turned to me and stated that I was now considered female by this office, and when a male doctor examines a female patient another female is required to be in attendance. If you don't want me George to stay, I could have another nurse attend. Rachel said," I figured that until you became more feminine that the fewer people who know the better." After hearing her reasoning, "I told her to stay." I removed my shorts and panties as she pulled some funny looking metal poles out of the end of the table. These are stirrups you put your feet into them. It keeps your legs spread apart so the doctor can do a proper examination of your pelvic region. Once Rachel had me strapped into the stirrups, with my legs spread in a most embarrassing wader. Sanchez walked in. He asked me how I was feeling and I answered fine. He places a sheet over me and proceeded to examine my vaginal area. He picked up some metal paddles put some lube on them and placed them inside me. They felt cold as they went into my vagina and it felt weird as I felt them spread my vagina apart, for the exam. As he finished the exam, he pulled a syringe out and loaded some fluid into it. I asked Dr. Sanchez what the fluid was and he told me it was a hormone shot. I told him mom told me to ask him what the hormones would do to me? Dr. Sanchez told the me the shot was Estrogen in a low dose which would be all I would require now that I no longer had testicles producing testosterone. The hormone's will soften your skin. your hair will get thicker and fluffier. The hair on your arms and legs and chest will grow finer. Your breasts will start to grow taking on the shape and size of your mother. You'll experience fat migration. The fat on your body is now in the male places making it hard for you to pass a female. Your fat will migrate to female places it will go to your breasts, your buttocks and especially your hips. The features in your face will change becoming more feminine, softer and smoother also. The most dramatic change will be in your brain it will change the way you think and feel I would suggest you keep a written journal to keep track of the changes you're going through. It will help you to remember your thinking now versus your thinking when you finally finish changing. After Dr. Sanchez injected the hormones into me, he told me I could get dressed. Rachel released my legs and I put my panties and shorts back on. I asked Rachel if she was happy being a girl and she answered yes and told me that would probably be happy also being a girl. I left and had another appointment with a psychiatrist, I would have an appointment once a week to help me in my changes. Her name was Dr. Walters and she specialized in helping people with gender problems. She asked me to explain what my life was like and what I expected out of life once I was totally female. I told her I had no idea what my life would be like, when I was totally female. Dr. Walters told me that it I thought it would help she could get me into a group meeting with other kids with gender issues. The next appointment I had was with a voice coach her name was Mrs. Williams and she was going to help me achieve a female voice with voice lessons. She had another girl come into the room and asked me to talk to her for a few minutes as she got up and left the room. The girl told me her name was Lauren and she was a male to female transsexual. I did not believe her at first, she looked so feminine, in her pretty dress and heels. She talked with such a girlish voice. Just to prove that she had been male she used her male voice to prove it to me. Lauren told me that this is how she sounded before voice lessons, and I could talk and sound this feminine if I worked at it also. As we waited for Mrs. Williams to return, I asked Lauren if she liked being a girl. She said it's what she always wanted and that she had her sex change operation as soon as she turned eighteen the earliest that she could get the operation. I told her about what had happened to return, I was happy being male but that option had been removed and that I now had a vagina and I would have to now learn to live my life as a girl. Mrs. Williams walked back into the room and proceed to give me exercises to practice on raising my voice. We would have an hour-long lesson every day until Mrs. Williams felt I had made sufficient progress that it would no longer needed. Lauren asked me if I had a coach to help me learn to live life as a girl? I told he know that I did not have anybody to help. Lauren said she would check her schedule and see if she could schedule some time to help me with feminine presentation when the time arose. I thanked her for the offer and told her I would take all the help she would give me. The next week went more of the same with me seeing Mrs. Williams every day, dilating taking a bath with bath salts and visiting Dr. Sanchez. Dr. Sanchez this time did not give me a pelvic exam instead he had Rachel give me a bottle for a urine specimen. That was another experience sitting and holding the jar so I did not get pee on my hands. Dr. Sanchez wanted to check my hormone levels and he would be having me give him a urine sample for the next few weeks until my hormone levels reached normal female levels. I was starting to get bored; it was now the middle of summer and asked mom if I could see some of my friends? This started a discussion between us. George your friendship will have to change. I don't care what they say men and women cannot be friends without sex entering into the equation, mom said. "All your friends are boys and since you soon will no longer be able to pass as a boy. Your relationships with the male opposite sex will have to change, mom said. "Pretty soon boys will see you as a sexual object and girls will soon see you as one of them" "Boys will want to have sex with you and girls will see you as a potential friend and nothing else." "In fact, if you come on to other girls, they will see you as a lesbian and not want to associate with you." I had not faced these facts before I had thought of them as an abstract and not as reality. Mother was trying to drive home the point that this would become my new reality. She told me I would have to face these realities soon and that I should prepare for it. I mentioned to mom that since I was still passing as male. "Could I have the next few weeks with my friends?" "When they go back to school and I don't until winter break. I would have plenty of time to start living as female." Mom finally agreed that as long as I could still pass as male, I would be allowed to still see my friends. She put new restrictions on me. I would now have to be home at eleven on week nights and twelve on weekends. "She told me I was no longer allowed to have one boyfriend, but I would now have to be with a group of boys." "If you are with a group of boys it is less likely for any one of them to discover your secret." I called Bill and Randy and asked if they would come over to visit me? When they arrived, mom made some cookies for us to eat. They sat down and I explained to them that I was undergoing therapy each day and because of my condition my mother felt it would be better if I was with large groups of people instead of just one or two. They told me that in two weeks a group of people would be going to the amusement park and asked if I would be well enough to attend. I told them I hoped so and I would do my best to be ready. The day of the trip finally arrived and it was the first time I had seen Kathy, Vivian and Tamara. They were in Kathy's mother car and felt it would be a better idea if I rode in the same car as Kathy's mother being the only adult going to the park. It was every guy dream to be the only guy in a group of girls for the hour drive to the amusement park. I sat in the front seat with Mrs. Brown and the girls sat behind me talking the whole time. I'm sure the language would have changed if they realized I now was developing a body just like theirs. On the drive to the amusement park it gave me time to reflect on the changes that my body was now experiencing. I have been awakening at night in tears sometimes. My body is changing the hormones are shrinking my upper body muscles and changing my shape, I am no longer as strong as I was before and I will not be as strong as I am now. The hormones are making my body hurt and my breasts are sore and itchy. The budding has made it very rough to lie on my stomach. I have been dealing with pains in my legs and hips. I can see that my hips are widening and that my waistline is shrinking. My legs are becoming very defined and really feminine, my skin has become softer and a small layer of fat has started to form below the skin all over my body. I notice that I am moving in a much more feminine manner. As I sat in the car my chest started to itch uncontrollably, I can hardly bear the compulsion to scratch them in the car. I felt that the girls were gossiping so much in the back seat of the car that they would not see me scratching my chest to alive the itch. We got to the amusement park and broke into groups to ride the different rides. I was wearing a baggy tee shirt and loose-fitting pair of shorts. Kathy would look kind of funny and downright stare at me every once in a while, I would just smile back at her and drop my head or look the other way. The rest of the day was a lot of fun at the park except for Kathy accidently bumping into me. The next morning mother came into my room and told me I had a visitor waiting for me in the living room. I walked out into the living room and found Kathy waiting to talk to me. Kathy said she had lots of fun yesterday and asked if I would go for a walk with her. I told her I would go and I walked back into my room and put a pair of tennis shoes. Once outside Kathy asked me what was going on? I asked her what she meant by that? The baggy shorts and shirts? You scratching your chest like a girl would when her breasts were budding. Even under the baggy shorts I can see your hips are taking on girlish proportions. And even though you have hairy legs I can see they are definitely taking on girlish definition. I turned around and told Kathy to follow me back into the house. Once inside I told her to wait in the living room while I went to find mother. I found mother in her room and I told her that Kathy had noticed my hormonal changes and she was asking me about them. "What I should I tell her mom?" "Do you trust Kathy," mom asked? "I've never heard anybody say anything bad about her," I told mom. "I told you that you could not hide the changes forever, if you trust her to keep your secret. It could be good for you to have Kathy as your first girlfriend. I walked back into the living room visibly shaking. "Kathy we've known each other for a long time and I've never heard anybody say anything bad about you. Can I trust you to keep a secret?" She answered yes. "Hell, I could tell you it was hormonal problem from the operation I had in June. And that would be partly the truth. But I feel it's more important to tell you the truth and see if I could make you my friend?" "I'm going to need lots of help and you could be a big help to me and my first girlfriend." Kathy asked what I meant? And I told her to follow me to my room. "I can't go alone to a boy's room," Kathy said. I yelled for mom to come into the living room. She came into the room and I told her that Kathy could not go into a boy's room alone with the boy. Mom told Kathy that it would be alright that she had nothing to worry about being alone in the room with me. "In fact, Kathy I prefer that George shows you in his room, it will be fine you'll see Kathy," mom said. Kathy followed me into my room and I closed the door and asked her to sit on the bed. I reached down and pulled my baggy tee shirt over my head. Kathy let out a gasp when she saw my budding breasts. "I thought those were breasts buds I saw on your chest I just could not believe it she shrieked." "How? Why? What's wrong with you? "Kathy asked. I told Kathy nothing as I took my hand and pulled my short down to my legs. "Your, you're a girl Kathy shrieked." I told Kathy I had a medical condition and that I had to have a sex change because of Your, you're will need lots of help to adjust being a girl and I would like you to become my friend and help me to learn to become a girl. Kathy asked me if had ever worn a bra before and I told her no. Kathy said I should start wearing a training bra. "Your breasts need support and if you don't support them, they will sag and once they say you can never go back, do you want to end up looking like an old woman with sagging breasts?" Kathy said. I looked through the drawers and found a bra mother had been trying to get me to wear. Kathy helped me put it on then she found a girl top in another drawer and had me put it on along with a pair of girls Levi pants. The bra felt weird at first, but I knew I would have to wear one for the rest of my life now that I was a girl. The straps dug into my shoulders and I tried to adjust them, but Kathy kept on telling me to leave them alone, this is how they were supposed to fit. I felt the girl's pants fit tight in the crotch and seat but Kathy told me that's how they were supposed to fit. I also notice that how flat and smooth they looked in the mirror especially in my crotch area. I also notice that they were not baggy in my waist area, like my old Levi's were the last time I had tried them on. The girl's pants seemed to fit my new curves much better. Kathy told me to shave my legs and pits the next time I took a bath, that why she had me put on pants instead of shorts. "Now I feel I'm talking to a girl instead of a boy," Kathy said. Kathy grabbed my arm and walked me out into the living room to show my mom that I was now wearing girls' clothes. I felt very self-conscience from the bra and I was not used to wearing pants that tight against my crotch. When mother saw me, she ran up to me and gave me hug and turned to Kathy and said," I did not know that George looked so feminine I guess from seeing him I mean her I missed the changes. Thank you, Kathy, from pointing them out to me." I'll do better than then that I'll take her shopping at the mall tomorrow and no one will guess that she was ever a boy, Kathy said to us. " I couldn't mom it's too soon I could never pass as a girl," I said " Kathy right it's time you start dressing as the girl you now are and I think it's time you give yourself a girl's name, you're a girl now and the sooner you start living as one the better," mother said. Kathy stayed until lunch time, she said she would see me tomorrow morning at eight in the morning and for me to remember to shave my legs and pits before she arrived, I told her I would and I would see her in the morning. When I removed the girls pants and bra to take my bath that evening, it would be the first time that I had shaved my legs. When I was little, I used to watch my father shave and I always figured that I would be shaving just like he was, I never figured I would have a soft smooth face and that I would be shaving my legs instead. Mother had given me my first ladies razor that evening and warned me not to nick my soft skin and to be sure to shave my legs up to the bikini line from now on. I was very careful as I shaved and I could not believe how smooth and soft my legs felt without any hair on them. Kathy arrived bright and early the next morning and after answering the door she walked with me into my bed room. Kathy had me take my loose- fitting boys handing me a tight pair of girls shorts she brought with her in a backpack for me to put on. The shorts were the tightest I had ever worn and left no doubt that I was now female. I was wearing a bra and Kathy put some inserts she brought with her into my bra to give me a more feminine chest. I asked her if that was cheating? Kathy said that girls have been enhancing our assets forever and now so would I. Once I was dressed, she pulled out a bottle of nail polish and said it was time for my first manicure and pedicure. I asked Kathy what a pedicure was and she pointed towards my toes. She painted my fingers pink; Next, she started on my toes coating them in the same color. I could not help staring at my painted toes as I sat with a spreader between my toes until they dried. I could not believe I now sported pink finger and toe nails. Kathy did my make-up next showing me what she doing and telling me that the next time I would do it myself with her assistance. Kathy brushed my medium length hair until she said it looked feminine enough to pass. Kathy was so sure that I would not be discovered as having been a boy that she called her hair stylist and made an appointment with her for me tomorrow to get it properly styled. Kathy left the room and returned a minute later carrying a purse she must have borrowed from my mother. Kathy put the polish and make-up into the purse as well as pack of Kleenex. I asked Kathy about the Kleenex and she told me I would learn many uses for it. The first one she could think of that if I was in a bathroom stall with no toilet paper. We walked into the living room and mother snapped a picture of me." My first picture of my new daughter. "I had not seen the effect of dressing in girls clothes I walked to a full-length mirror in the room. Standing before the mirror, the reflection back was a girl with, painted nails, feminine top, tight girls shorts, with smooth shapely legs, a and open toed sandals. Just to make sure it was me, I put my hands to my face watching the girl in the mirror do the same thing. We left the house in Kathy's car driving to the mall. I was nervous as I walked with Kathy sure that everybody would see me as male. I heard one boy say to another boy, "look at those hot girls. I turned bright red realizing they were talking about Kathy and I as we walked around the mall, I began to lose my nervous feelings until we walked into a famous lingerie store. I froze at the door and saying to Kathy, "I can't go in there Kathy it's a girls lingerie store." Kathy pulled me into the store saying, "you're a girl now silly and beside your mother told me to buy you some more bras and panties." All it took was a glance down at my pink nails and Kathy's encouragement to realize this was no longer forbidden territory to me. Kathy walked up with me following, she started looking at the display case of panties. Kathy explained to me the different cut and styles of panties boy cut, French cut, bikini, cotton, some with lace panel thong and not to forget what she called granny panties. I could not believe all the different types of panties, and told her when I was a guy all we had were boxer or briefs. I finally asked her what type she wore and she said bikini and I told her I would try the same thing. Kathy asked me what color I wanted? I said," don't they have an assorted pack of colors I could try it might be fun wearing something different than the color white which I've worn my whole life." Kathy grabbed an assorted pack and handed them to me. Kathy walked me over to the bra rack and told me to look through an I had looked for a few minutes Kathy walked over to me and told me not to worry about most of the bra's as I was wearing training bras, she just wanted me to look at all the different styles and get an idea of what I would be wearing once I developed . We bought seven more training bras in my size. I left with the packages and suggested that we walk back to the car and put the packages in it. Kathy and I walked into the food court where we sat down in empty chairs for a while to people watch. I was sitting with Kathy when Vivian and Tamara walked up to us. "Who's sitting with you Kathy I don't think I've seen her before?" Tamara said. I turned to look at Tamara and she let out a high-pitched gasp recognizing me. "George what are you doing dressed in drag? "Tamara asked. "Tamara keep your voice down, Cora is not dressed in drag she's a girl now just like us," Kathy said. "Cora take Tamara into the girl's room and show her," Kathy said. "I've got to see this," Tamara said as she grabbed my arm and lead me into the girls' room. As I walked in, I noticed that the bathroom was painted pink and had no urinals on the wall, only stalls with doors. Tamara dragged me into a stall and told me to strip. I started to pull my top over my head, Tamara stopped me and said, "I don't care about your top I want to see what you've got between legs?" "I've got to see how you've hidden you're thingy to get such a flat crotch, "Tamara said. I pulled my shorts and panties down, Tamara looked down between my legs. Tamara shrieked pulling her face away, her face now ashen. "It's true, I'm so sorry Cora," Tamara said. "I thought that you were in drag, now I can see you're not. How did this happen? Please tell me? Tamara asked. I asked her if she would leave the stall as I had to pee and I would tell her the story after I peed. Tamara left the stall and I sat down and peed. I could hear Tamara open another stall door and then I heard her making the same hissing sound I was making as I peed. After I had used the bathroom I waited for Tamara by the mirror in the bathroom. She walked up to me as I told her about the operation turning me into a girl. After I was finished Tamara said," you poor dear, is there's anything I can do to help?" We walked back to the table in the food court." Is it true," Vivian asked, turning to Tamara? "Yes, she's really a girl!" "I expected to find boys thingy, but she's got a vagina, like us," Tamara answered. We finally decided to get some lunch and as I sat eating, I listened to the girls discussing the various guys in the food court, how hot they were, what good bodies they had and how trashy some of the other girls were dressed. Vivian saw Karen walk by without acknowledging us, Vivian turned to Kathy saying that "Karen was such a bitch." I had not said anything I had just sat and listened. I had always thought Karen was a nice girl and I told Vivian so. Vivian turned back to me and said, "now that you're a girl you'll find out what a bitch she is. She's only nice to guys, and is such a bitch to other girls." We finished lunch and a group we got up and walked into the girls' room. This time Vivian grabbed me and took me into a stall making me pull my shorts and panties down again to show her I had a vagina just like hers. Once I was dressed again and had walked out of the stall, the girls helped me repair my make-up at the mirror while they repaired there's at the mirror. I now understood why girls took so long in the bathroom, between waiting for an empty stall, having to sit down to pee, and repairing their make-up, it just takes more time than a guy does. I was walking back to the car with Kathy I told her I did not plan to start school next week with the rest of the class. I told her I still did not think that I looked feminine enough to start school and that I planned to start after Winter break. Kathy turned to me and said that she felt that I was feminine enough to start school next week and she would prove it to me in the morning. Kathy came by in the morning and had me remove my finger nail polish. Kathy next had me take off my bra, put on a man's work shirt and pants, put my hair under a baseball cap. While at the mall I was confounded, much to Kathy delight, with the realization I don't pass for male any longer. I was addressed as a female everywhere I went and while I thought I looked male, no else seemed to think so. Just to prove a point Kathy told me to go up by myself to the lady at mall security and ask her where the bathroom was? I went up to the lady, hoping that she would not notice the tapping of my foot and nervous look on my face. I asked her where the bathroom was? The lady pointed behind me and said "the lady's room is right behind you dear." Here I was dressed in male mode asking her where the bathroom was and she was sending me to the lady's room, instead of the men's room. As I walked back to Kathy, she had a big smile on her face, I told you that you were too girlish to pass any longer as a boy. I left the mall with Kathy for my first girl's hair appointment. Before I sat down in stylist chair, Kathy took her aside and spoke to her for a couple of minutes. The stylist introduced herself as Janet. She was very pretty girl in her early twenties. I liked Janet immediately as she went out of way to put me at ease. I asked her if she could give me the same hair style that she had? Janet told me no problem. Janet washed my hair and took me back to her hair station and started trimming my hair. As we talked Janet said that Kathy had told her about my change in gender. Janet said she had no problem with my sex change and hoped we could become friends like she was with Kathy. I left the hair salon with a new feminine hair style and a new perspective about being a girl. I now knew I would never pass as male again. Kathy dropped me off at home and I told mom that I decided to start school next week instead after winter break. Mom on seeing my new hair style picked up the phone and made appointment with the DMV. The next call she made was to the school district office and made an appointment with the superintend for the next day. Mom next asked me if I had decided upon a girl's name yet? I told her Cora works for me. Mom next called Dr. Sanchez 's office, telling Rachel she would need a letter stating my sex change and my new name of Cora. Rachel told mom that the letter would be ready in the morning. The next morning mom had me put on my first dress, with a slip underneath. It was the first time I had worn a slip and dress, mom instructed me how to adjust the slip so it did not show below my hemline. Mom pulled a package of pantyhose out of a drawer. She handed me the package of pantyhose and told me to put them on. I told her I did not know how to put them on? Mom told me watch how as she put her son. I watched how she balled the hose up put her feet into them and pulled then up her legs, tugging until the hose were tight and smooth against her legs. Next, she had me do the same thing in front of her. It was a new experience putting on pantyhose, tugging them up tight against my flat crotch, smoothing out any wrinkles, feeling how soft and smooth my legs felt with them on. After I had the hose on, I could not believe how pretty I looked in mom's full-length mirror. The dress was light blue with a hemline that fell about mid-thigh. Not too short to attract attention, but not too long to make me look like an old lady. The top was also not cut to low and not to high all in all the dress made me look like a pretty teen-age girl. Mom handed me some matching light blue shoes with a one-inch heel and told me to walk around the room until I got used to walking in heels. I spent the next few minutes stumbling around the room learning to walk in the heels. I watched mom walk around the room in two-inch heels and I was finally able to copy her walk. Mom had me practice until I could maneuver in the lower heels to her scarification. Mom handed me a matching light blue clutch purse and told me to put my things out of the other purse in it. Mom suggested that before we left that I should use the bathroom. Mom said that a girl should always use bathroom before she leaves the house. The public lady's room may not be as clean as the one at home she said. I walked into the bathroom, lifted the toilet seat cover, turned around, reached under the dress, pulled panties and hose down to my mid thighs, reached down with both hands and pulled my dress and slip up, making sure I don't sit on them as I sat down to pee. I peed, pulled some toilet paper off the roll, wiped my bottom, stood up, pulled my panties and hose back up, made sure I had no wrinkles in the hose, checked bathroom mirror on the door to make sure my slip was not showing. As I washed my hands, I thought to myself that I finally knew the reason for the full-length mirror in the bathroom. It was for girls to check and see if anything was showing or out of place before leaving the bathroom. As I walked out the door it occurred to me what a hassle it was a for girls in the bathroom compared to boys. Mom was waiting for me in the living room and I thought she would ask me what took so long but instead a knowing smile came to her face. As we walked out to the car mom gave me a lesson on getting into and out of a car in a dress. She opened her door, turned towards the open door, sat down with her legs together, and swung around in the seat. "Make sure you keep your legs together Cora so people cannot see your slip and panties," mother said. I sat the same way keeping my legs together instead of sitting with my legs apart as I was used to. As I sat in the car I kept looking down at my hemline and legs instead of looking out the car. I would occasionally reach down and touch my nylons feeling them. I looked up from my legs when mom stopped the car and noticed that we were parked in front of Dr. Sanchez's office. Mom asked me to go and get a letter from Rachel. I opened the car door making sure to keep my legs together as I got out of the car. As I opened the door to Dr. Sanchez's office, I notice that it was getting harder for me to open doors. I was wondering if the door were getting heavier. I realized that the doors were not getting heavier, I was getting weaker. The female hormones must be making me weaker. I noticed as I looked at my arms, that I had the smaller thinner arms the same as other girl's had. I walked up to Rachel and at first Rachel didn't recognize me. I saw a smile, then a feminine squeal come out of her. It was the first time I had come to the office dressed as a girl and she made me twirl around for her. Rachel grabbed my arm a dragged me back so her father could get a look at me. Dr. Sanchez walked up to me and gave me a big hug and told me I looked very pretty and feminine in a dress. Rachel handed me the letter and I walked back to the car. Mom asked what took so long and I told her that Rachel made me show her and Dr. Sanchez my new look. Mom drove to the DMV for our appointment to get my driver's license changed. I handed my old license to the lady saying that they got my license wrong. The lady looked at the license and she looked at me and said. "I can't believe they screwed your license up so bad you poor dear, wrong sex, wrong picture and wrong name. Stand over there and I'll take a new picture. Here's your new temporary license. Notice that the name is now Cora and that the sex is listed as female. If they screw up your new license again come and see me and I'll fix it dear. I walked out with a better opinion of the DMV. I did not even need the letter from Dr. Sanchez to get my license changed. The school district office was a short drive from the DMV and we arrived a few minutes before our appointment. I sat with my legs crossed like mom in a feminine manner waiting to go into Dr. Fisher office. I looked up at the receptionist sitting behind the desk. In the past she would have peaked my male curiosity, as she was young and pretty. I realized I was looking at the young girl's dress, her hair style, her finger nail polish, her make-up, which I now knew was a day look instead of a night look. Girls had always been a curiosity to me, now it seems they no longer were. I was waking up to a female world now, I dressed as a girl, I was now living as a girl, I had a female body, the same as other girls. I guess I would now have to wait and see if men, my new opposite sex have the same effect on me that girls did when I was a guy. Dr. Fisher came out and escorted us into his office and asked us to take a seat. I sat again remembering to keep my legs together and putting my hands in lap in lady like manner. Dr. Fisher asked what he could do for us and mom handed him the letter from Dr. Sanchez explaining my sex change. Dr. Fisher sat quietly reading the letter. Typed into his computer and brought up my school records. Dr. Fisher asked me if I would like to have girls P.E.? Mom answered yes and asked if he could change me from shop class to home economics. "Cora, now that you're a girl, female pursuits like cooking and sewing will gain in importance, while shop class should be left to the boys," mom said. If you have any trouble in school, come and see me or principal Baker. I will have principal Baker hold an assembly the second day of school where we will reintroduce you to your classmates and go over our zero-harassment policy towards you, Cora, "Dr. Fisher said. The rest of my classes stayed the same as they were non gender specific. The next week was a whirl wind of activity, there was a shopping trips with my new girlfriends, where I purchased a number of dresses and my first bikini for the pool party at Kathy's at the end of the week. I was sunning myself with the other girls in a bikini at Kathy's when Hendrick, Ed and Bill, walked into the pool area. I quickly wrapped my towel around me as I had never informed the guys of my female status. I finally dropped the towel and let the guys see the new me in all my feminine glory. The guys stared at me and I explained to them that I was forced to change my sex earlier in the summer and I did not know how to tell them. I asked if they would still remain my friend. I told them that I was going to start school next week as a girl and I would need their protection along with my new girlfriends if I was going to survive school. JimBob asked me how it felt to be a girl? I told him other than having to sit down to pee, not being able to walk around with my shirt off any longer and pretty girls no longer turning me on it's not that much different. The guys told me I looked pretty good and if I ever wanted a date to just ask. They all agreed they would all protect me as a sister. When they decided to have a pool fight where you put the girl on the guy shoulders, and the girls try to knock the other girl off the other guys shoulders Bill grabbed me and put me on his shoulders so I could try and knock the other girls off. I figured haven been male I would have more strength than the other girls but I found I was now weaker than Kathy and she knocked me off Bill. Bill gave me a big hug and told me that I had done a good job. I could not believe the effect Bill's hug had on me. His rougher and stronger touch, scratchy face on my smooth face was giving me Goosebumps I was responding as a female to a male's touch. It bothered me as well as exited me at the same time. After the guys left and us girls were cleaning up, I asked Kathy about my response to Bill's touch and my feeling? Kathy, she said that was a natural response to a guy's touch. "All hot guys make a girl melt in their arms." "Face its Cora, your responding to a hot guy, just like any other girl would," Kathy said. Friday morning Principle Baker called and asked if I could come by the office. I dressed in a girl's tee shirt and girls' jeans skirt and left for school. When I arrived, I was ushered into his office after a short wait. He expressed concern about my safety. I told him I had a group of friends that would stay with me for the first few days. Mr. Baker asked me their names and I wrote them down on a list and handed it to safety. Baker then said that Mrs. Armstrong the girl's gym teacher had an issue about me taking girls P.E. and would like me to meet her in the gym office, after I left his office. Mr. Baker then handed me a piece of paper with the agenda for the assembly for the second day of school and asked if I had any revisions to drop them at his office Monday morning the first day of school I left Mr. Baker's office and walked over to the girl's gym, I almost walked to the boy's side and just as I was opening the door to the boy's gym, I saw my pink fingernails and I turned around and walked to the girls' side. I opened the door and it was the first time in the girl's gym. I noticed that it looked like the boy's gym, the only difference I could see was the tile was pink instead of green on the walls. I made my way to the back of the gym trying to see if there were any other differences instead of a weight room, they had a dance room. I walked into the office and I found Mrs. Armstrong waiting for me. "I don't want any questions about you not being a girl?" "Please remove your clothes dear, I've seen the letter from the doctor but I decide if I'll let you in the gym with other girls. I pulled the shirt over my head, leaving the bra on. I reached down turned the skirt around, so I could reach the button on the side, I unbuttoned the button. Unzipped the zipper and let the skirt and slip drop to the floor. I was now standing in front of Mrs. Armstrong in my bra and panties. "Please remove your panties dear," Mrs. Armstrong said. I put my hands on the side of my panties and I pulled them and let them drop to the floor on top of my skirt. "You can get dressed dear; I have no problem with you taking girls P.E." Mrs. Armstrong said. I got dressed embarrassed at having to prove my femininity to dyke gym teacher. The first day of school mom had me dress in a white girl's tee shirt and a blue skirt with white girls' sandals. Kathy, picked me up at my house. Vivian was sitting in the front seat and when she saw that I had a skirt on, she gave me her seat. Vivian was wearing pants and said. "It's easier for you to get in and out of the car Cora in a skirt, if you sit in the front seat, instead of the back." I had never seen girls do that before but it made sense. I was glad I was driving to school with the girls instead of by myself that way we would walk into school together. I was scared to walk into to school by myself, I felt much better walking in with the other girls. We parked the car in the lot and got out I picked up my purse and notebook and walked into school with my new girlfriends. Last year I would've been sitting on the planter brick wall with the other guys, watching the girls walk by. Now as I walked by the guys, Kathy whispered to me slow down so the guys can check us out. I watched Tamara turn and blow a kiss to the guys as the other girls giggled at her obvious flirting with the guys. We walked on to center of the quad where the senior girls hung out. Betty a girl I had sat next to last year in history class walked up to Vivian. I could hear Betty start to ask who the new girl was? Just as she was asking Vivian, she recognized me. Betty froze mid question just staring at me with her mouth open. I walked up to Betty and said, "yes Betty it's me George, only I'm Cora now." "I had an operation over summer and I'm a girl just like you are." "Which means I've got a vagina just like you've got. In hearing that the other girls crowded around me to get a look. Most asking question so fast I could not answer all of them a once. Finally, in desperation I asked everybody to be quiet." Girls look I'm one of you now." "I'm going to need lots of help to adjust to being a girl." "I have no choice." "I don't have any boy's equipment anymore" "I've got girls equipment just like you now." "There having an assembly tomorrow to explain everything. "And besides you'll find at soon enough in girls P.E." As I finished saying that the bell rang for the first class. I found myself walking with Betty as we both headed towards the math quad. I asked Betty what class she had? Betty said algebra with Mr. Troupe and I told her I had the algebra with Mrs. Cook. Betty turned to me and giggled. "I asked her what's so funny?" "If you had Mr. Troupe for math like I had, all you would have to do is give him a peak under your skirt, once in a while to get a good grade." "But you've got Mrs. Cook." "She's a bitch to girls, she makes girls work twice as hard as guys. I said," Oh shutout right. That's why I signed up for her class. I was hoping for an easy A from her and now I'm going to have to work twice as hard." So much for what Mr. Baker said the only difference in my classes being a boy or a girl was P.E. and home Eck. I walked into the class and there was only one other girl sitting at a desk. I sat next to her," Cora I said." "Berta" she said. "Glad to meet you," I said. Berta said she thought she was the only girl in the class and was glad to have another girl, in the class. I told Berta not to be so sure. "You might change her mind when the rest of the class finds out who I am." A couple of the guys started staring at me. I turned to Berta and asked her to talk to about anything to get my mind off the guys staring at sure. "You just staring at us because we're the only girls in the class," Berta said. "Maybe with you," I said," but I was in this school before and did not look anything like I look now." "Berta asked," what do you mean?" "You're about to find out," I said, as Hank sat down next to us. Hank and I had been in the same classes since we were in the third grade. "Hello Girls." Hank's smile froze mid smile as he recognized me. "George it that you?" "Cora "I replied. "What happened." "I had a sex change over the summer." Berta looked shocked as the bell rang and Mrs. Cook came in and put her books on her desk. Mrs. Cook asked for the two girls in her class to walk up front. Class this is Cora and Berta will you two please pass out the quiz. I walked down one side of the class while Berta walked down the other side of the class. I felt one of the guys pinch my butt while I walked back up the aisle, I shrieked and the guys laughed. I finished passing out the tests and returned to my seat remembering to tuck my skirt and cross my legs. I picked up my purse and pulled a pencil out of it and started taking the quiz. When the allowed time was done Mrs. Cook asked, ladies would you please pick up the quizzes. Berta and I stood up and walked around the class picking up the quizzes. When class was over Hank came up to me and asked what happened and I explained that the Principle is having an assembly tomorrow to answer your questions. I walked out of class with Berta following me. I walked into the girl's restroom right ahead of Berta. The girl's room was full of girls and I had to wait in line for an empty stall. I looked around thinking that none of these girls would know what's it like to stand and pee in a urinal. I was reminded where I was standing when a pretty blond girl walked out of the stall. I walked into the stall pulled my panties down and skirt up and sat down to pee. Just as I wiping, I heard Berta ask if I was Cora? I told Berta that I was Cora and she asked me to hand some toilet paper under the stall as the dispenser was empty. I pulled a hand full and handed it under the wall to her. Berta thanked me, we both walked out of the stalls at the same time. Berta and I both walked up to the mirror at the same time. Berta made a couple of suggestions as I repaired my make-up in the mirror. My next class was Home Economics, I walked into and a matronly older lady named Mrs. Stine was the instructor. Mrs. Stine asked how many girls had cooking and sewing experience and who did not. I was one of the only girls to raise my hand. Mrs. Stine had a couple of senior girls as class assistants. She asked Isabella one of the senior girls if she could assist me in class. Isabella asked me to follow her to the other side of the class. I followed her to other end of the large classroom as Mrs. Stine continued talking to the other girls. I had History with Isabella last year and I caught her staring at me. Isabella asked me if I had a brother as I seemed to look familiar. I had History with you last year I told her. "I had a boy named George in my class." "That was me," "but but you're a girl," "I wasn't until last summer, I had my sex changed over the summer. I've got girl parts just like you." "That why I'm so far behind the rest of the class." "I don't believe you're a girl," Isabella said. I grabbed her hand pulling her out of the class down the hall and into the girl's bathroom. I pulled my skirt up, pulled my panties down. "It's true, you are a girl, why would you throw away male privilege to become a girl?" "I didn't have a choice, "I said. "I 'll help you, you're going to need it," Isabella said as we walked out of the girl's room and back to class. We quietly discussed what I would need to catch up with the rest of the class. My next class was Girls P.E. Kathy had the same class so I waited for her at the girl's gym entrance. Kathy showed up a few minutes later and I followed her into the gym, past the locker room and into the dance room. The girls were meeting in the dance room and I stood with Kathy waiting for the bell to ring and Mrs. Armstrong to arrive and take roll. It's kind of freaked me out being surrounded by that many girls. I asked Kathy to take my mind off being around so many girls. Mrs. Armstrong came into the room and asked us to line up in even rows. I lined up with Kathy and Mrs. Armstrong ran down the roll calling out our names and having us answer here. After she finished, she had the girls in the front of the lines pass out a hand out listing the girl's gym kit. Mrs. Armstrong said, "girls take a few minutes to review the list, I expect you to have your gym clothes for tomorrows class. I read the list. Girls white button short sleeve blouse Girls blue gym shorts Girls white tennis shoes Girls sports bra, white in color Winter girls sweat shirt white in color Girls socks white in color, leggings or knee socks in winter After reading the list I told Kathy that we never got anything like this in the boy's gym. Kathy just giggled, "The double standard the rules were made to protect us weaker, helpless, girls," Kathy said. I giggled at her commits. "Girls please be quiet. Cora would you come up here?" I walked up to the front of class and stood next to Mrs. Armstrong. "Girls I want to take the class time today to introduce you to Cora. Cora used to be George! George had an operation over summer to change him into a girl." "Cora is now a girl with the same body parts you have." "Girls I expect you to treat Cora like any other girl in class." "If any girl harasses Cora or makes any derogatory commits to her, she will be expelled." "Is that clear girls." "Do you have any questions?" No one asked or said anything. Mrs. Armstrong told the class that the school was having an assembly tomorrow to introduce me to the school. Lunch was my next class, I walked out of the gym with Kathy and we made our way to the student store. As I stood in line, I noticed kids pointing and whispering to each other. I turned to Kathy and said, "I think I'm becoming a minor celebrity notice the kids staring at me?" Kathy was joking to the girl at register about eating salad to maintain her figure. "Saying from lips to your hips." I was going to buy my normal cheese burger and fries like I used to eat as a guy. My painted fingernails reminded me that I was now a girl, I put the cheese burger and fries back and bought a salad instead. On the way over to the table, Kathy asked, "what happened to the cheese burger and fries?" A smile came to Kathy's face, "the things we girls do for beauty," Kathy said with a laugh. I sat with Kathy and Vivian, Berta walked up and asked if she could sit with us? As Berta sat down, I explained to the girls that Berta was new to school and she didn't know anybody. As we sat a number of students would slow down and stare at me. I stood up and asked Kathy to come with me. Kathy stood up and followed me, I walked to my old spot on the wall where I used to sit with the other guys. "Guys I've got a problem could you guys escort Kathy and I between classes?" JimBob said, "sure, we love to escort two pretty girls to class. I told them my next class was History with Mr. Webb and we started walking to class. Kathy asked me why I wanted her to walk with us to class? I told Kathy I might have to use the girl's room and the guys couldn't protect me in there. As I got to class, I asked if they could meet me here after class? Sure, Cora everybody said. I had Mr. Webb for History last year and I took my old seat. Mr. Webb walked in to class just as the bell rang. He started taking roll and again he stopped at my name and asked if I was George's sister? "I replied it's me George, Mr. Webb I just changed my name and sex over the summer." "No slacking off just because you're a girl now, I still expect a repeat performance on your grade this year." As I was talking to Mr. Webb, I saw some of the guys wince and grab their crotches as I said sex change. It caused a couple of the girls to giggle seeing the guys grab their crotches. Mr. Webb went over the class assignments and test schedule. At the end of class I waited in the classroom for my escorts to arrive. As my escorts arrived, I whispered to Kathy that I had to us the girl's room she turned to the guys and said the girls have to make a pit stop would you gentleman please escort us. The guys followed us to the girls' room. Kathy and I walked in while the guys waiting outside. Once again, the girl's room was full of girls and there was a line to get into the stalls. As I was waiting the girl in line next to me asked which is better being a boy or a girl? I told her it was definitely easier using the bathroom as a boy, I don't ever remember waiting in line in the men's room. To which she gave a knowing smile. The door opened and the girl walked out of the stall and I walked in to go through the routine of removing my clothes just to pee again. I met Kathy at the mirror checking her make-up I repaired mine and we walked back to our male escorts. My last class of the day was English, Vivian, Betty and I walked into the class at the same time. We all took seats together in the center of the class. Even on the first day of school I realized that it was true what they say. That men and women could not be friends and I was starting to believe it. I was getting a different vibe from the guys; I was getting a sexual tension from guys that I was not getting from girls. I was watching Kathy and the other girls flirt with the guys. I found without conscience thought on my part I was now flirting with the guys just like Kathy. It was funny watching the guys falling over each other trying to impress Kathy and I. I was starting to understand what a strong turn on male attention is to girls. Girls no longer fascinated me, I was now part of the female world and like other girls I was finding men interesting. I am sitting in English class daydreaming thinking about how my relationships and sexual preference had changed along with my sex. Betty stopped my daydreaming by asking me how my day had been so far? I said fine so far other than the unwanted attention I was getting from everybody. Kathy and the guys having been escorting me around school to provide some protection in school. I figure my notoriety will die down in a couple of weeks replaced by some new school scandal. Mrs. Elliott walked into the class as the last bell rang and took roll call. Class please take out a pencil and a sheet of paper and write what you did on your summer vacation. I took a sheet of paper and titled it My Summer of Change. I wrote about the events of last summer and my change of sex. I was having trouble finishing my paper when Mrs. Elliott asked the class to put our name on the paper and leave it on her desk as we left the class. I walked out of class with Kathy and Betty where we met the guys at the door, we walked as a group to the parking lot. Tamara, Kathy and I got in Kathy's car, JimBob's offer to ride in the car with us girls was accepted by Kathy. Bill followed in his car. Vivian hopped in Bill's car while JimBob sat next to me. Something about JimBob pressed up against me felt funny like there should be more space. When I was a guy, guy's always a space between us when we sat in a car, the girls this morning had a space between us. Now JimBob was sitting tight against me, it felt weird to me like something was not right. I had noticed the same feeling when I was standing in line for lunch. I looked at the other girls in line noticing they were not afforded the same personal space the guys were. I was standing in line with a guy behind me, I would move to get more space and the guy would move with me keeping the same distance. I would move closer to Kathy in front of me. The guy behind me would move closer again, keeping the same distance between us. I had turned to Kathy and asked her if people always stood this close to girls in line? Kathy gave me a funny look, I said look at the spacing people give guys then look at how much closer people stand to girls. After I pointed it out, Kathy noticed it. Kathy said she had never noticed it before I made it aware to her. Kathy it's one of the advantages of male privilege something I never realized I had, until I noticed how differently girls were treated first hand. JimBob putting his hand against my bare leg in the car reinforced those thoughts. Since I was in a skirt and having problem with my purse and books, JimBob got out of the car came around and took my hand to help me out of the car. His hand on my leg earlier and now his hand in my hand are affecting me. I was getting goose bumps from a man's touch. I felt JimBob's hand linger longer than necessary to help me out of the car. I finally said JimBob you can let go of my hand I'm out of the car. JimBob turned bright red as he let go of my hand. So much for my first day of school, I walked into the house and sat my purse down, used the bathroom and changed out of my skirt. I dressed in a pair of girls shorts and walked into the kitchen for a snack. As I sat eating my snack the phone rang it was Kathy asking how my first day of school was. I talked to her for more than an hour, something I had never done as a guy. The conservation so different than when I was a guy, we discussed fashion, what the girls and guys were wearing. I finally admitted that guys were affecting me more than I thought they would. I told Kathy I was noticing their smaller tighter butts, buffed abs, stronger muscles, deeper voices and manly features. I did not want to admit to Kathy that JimBob's hand on my leg in the car and him helping me out of the car affected me. After the phone call with Kathy I did my homework. Mom called me to help her fix dinner something I had not had to do as a guy. After dinner I again helped her in the kitchen cleaning up the dishes instead of going out with friends or watching T.V. That night as I was taking my shower, I checked my legs and pits for stray hairs touching up a couple spots with my razor. I took the time to powder and moisturize another thing I had never done when I was male. I put on my night gown and robe. I went to bed laying on my back or side, no longer being able to lay on my stomach, my tender breasts would not allow me to. I kept tossing and turning as I tried to sleep my mind and body were in turmoil I finally decided to try and give myself some sexual release. In the past masturbation had worked but how do you masturbate as a girl? I rolled over on my stomach, putting the pillow between my legs I started humping my vagina back and forth across the pillow. The pillow between my legs stimulated my clitoris. I caressed my right breast with my left hand and started pinching and caressing my nipple while I continued to stimulate my clitoris with the pillow. I could feel myself getting wet between my legs and I started vocalizing my aroused state with little squeals delight. I felt I was building to a climax which I finally did. As I lay in bed coming down from my first female orgasm, I compared how different and how same the male and female orgasm were. As a guy I never would have caressed my breast and nipple. Now being female, I have a problem knowing when I 'm turned on. No longer having a male erection makes it harder to gage my level of arousal. No matter how turned on I am, my new crotch remains flat and smooth. I fell asleep now that my tension was relived. I awoke the next morning with my alarm waking me the half hour earlier than I used to when I was male. I used this extra time to dress and do my make-up; I had to dress extra careful as I was going to be the center attraction at the school assembly today. I wore a dark blue shirt sleeve dress with the hemline sitting mid-thigh. I took the time to wear pantyhose, I hated having to tug and pull until I got all the sags out. I finished the outfit with matching blue shoes, with one-inch heels and a matching purse. JimBob Kathy and Vivian picked me up at home to drive to school. JimBob helped me with my gym kit getting into the car. JimBob again sat next to me in the car, caressing my nylon covered leg on the drive to school. JimBob and Kathy escorted me to Mrs. Cook's classroom, I walked in and took my seat next to Berta. The bell rang as Mrs. Cook walked into the class, she excused me from class go to the office. I waited in the office reception area for Principle Baker. I had a gym bag with me and his secretary Ms. Harrison said I could leave it in the office, she complimented me on my pretty dress as she escorted me into Principle Baker office. I thanked Ms. Harrison for the compliment and told her I liked her dress as well. District Superintendent Mr. Fisher and Principle Baker were waiting for me in the office, I took an empty seat sweeping my dress under me, crossing my legs at the knees after I sat. Miss Harrison entered the office sitting in the other empty seat, she also crossed her legs after sitting. Principle Baker handed me the itinerary for the school assembly and asked if there was anything I wanted to add. I read through it noting any changes on a separate sheet of paper. Dr. Sanchez entered Principle Baker's office thirty minutes before the assembly, he asked to see the changes to the itinerary. Principle Baker brought Dr. Sanchez up on them Assembly Itinerary 900-910 Students assemble 910-915 Introduction by Principle Baker 915-920 Dr. Fisher on district policy 920-930 Dr. Sanchez on Cora's physical changes 930-935 Cora addresses class 935-945 Questions 945 Dismissal We walked out of the Principle Baker's office and over to the gym. I asked Ms. Harrison to assist me in the lady's restroom. It was my first time to use the gym ladies' room in the entrance of the gym. I noticed the pink tile instead of the green tile on the boy's side. I used the bathroom having Ms. Harrison help repair my make-up before walking with her into the gym my first time form the girl's side. I took an empty chair arranged under the basketball hoop inside the gym. Principle Baker was standing at the podium, Superintendent Fisher and Dr. Sanchez were sitting in the other empty chairs. We talked to each other waiting for the students to file into the gym. The students started to file in taking seats in the gym bleachers. The student was supposed to sit according to class level. Freshman Class rear left, Sophomore Class front left, Junior Class right rear and Senior Class front right. I thought I should be sitting up there with Bill, Ed, JimBob and the other guys checking out the freshman girls instead here I was being checked out by the guys, wearing a dress, with my legs crossed. I checked to make sure I was not showing an errant bra strap or my slip showing under my dress. The thought coming to my mind that some perv. would try to look up my dress to see my panties making me think of boy's differently. Dr. Sanchez noticed my nervousness and engaged me in conservation to take alleviate my nervousness. At 9-10 Principle Baker took the podium and called for quiet and asked for everybody to stand. He started with the Pledge of Alliance and told everybody to be seated. He had us at the podium to remain standing. Principle Baker introduce each one of us standing leaving me for last. He introduced me as Cora Biederman the reason for the assembly he had me to remain standing while he had everybody else sit down. He explained that I had attended this school as George Biederman for the last three years and over the summer I had changed my sex from male to female. He had me to sit while he introduced Superintendent Fisher to the school. Superintendent Fisher stated that high school district rules and regulations concerning me. Basically, I remember him saying that a doctor certified me to be female and I was to be treated and accorded the privileges of any other female in the school district. I would to use the girl's restroom and take girls P.E. and anybody harassing me would be expelled from school. Next Dr. Sanchez got up to explain that I had been physically altered to female. He went on to say I would have the strength, development, hormone levels, mood swings, soft skin and body of any other girl my age. I took the podium, to give my prepared two-minute speech. I was shaking as I started speaking. Students, facility, fellow senior's some of you know me some of you do not. Due to a medical condition I changed my sex over the summer. I asked to be treated like any other girl in school. If any of you have questions please feel free to ask, I will try to answer them. I am also going to answer written questions in the student paper. I returned the microphone to Principle Baker. Principle Baker took the podium and dismissed the assembly. I made my way back to school office to retrieve my gym bag from Ms. Harrison she handed me my gym bag. I walked out in a hurry walking as fast as my heels would allow me to walk to the gym. Inside the gym girls were in various stages of undress. They all became quiet as I walked in some staring at stages noticed a number of girls covering up or turning their back to me as I walked through the gym. I walked to bench by my locker and sat my gym bag down, I unzipped the bag, kicked off my shoes off, stood up, reached under my dress, pulled my panty hose down, sat back down, as I pulled them off my feet. I stood back up, pulled the dress and slip off my shoulders, unhooked my bra, leaning forward, letting it drop into my hands as I put the brain my gym bag. I pulled my sports bra out of the gym bag putting it on. I stepped out of the dress and slip on the floor, picking them up carefully folding them. Sitting on the bench, I looked into the gym bag finding my white girls gym blouse fumbling with the buttons. I couldn't understand why I was having so much trouble with the buttons until I realized that women's buttons were on the opposite side of boy's buttons. I finally got the blouse buttoned, I reached into the gym bag, pulled the blue gym shorts out, they were girls shorts with a rear zipper and button. It felt funny reaching behind to zip up a zipper, I could not believe how tight the shorts fit in the crotch. A guy could never wear shorts that tight in the crotch but then again, I was no longer a guy. Apparently, this gym kit was the style when the school opened and it was never updated with the times. I put on the white girls socks with white girl's tennis shoes. I quickly put my gym bag and clothes into the locker and hurried outside to line up with the other girls. I noticed a few girls looking at my shorts to make sure that I had no male bulge. I looked down thinking I was still male around this many girls making sure I had no embarrassing erection only to see my shorts fitting tight and flat against my crotch with nothing to worry about. Mrs. Armstrong took roll and had us walk out to the track. We would be doing track in the start of school, leaving the track available in the spring for the boys. Mrs. Armstrong had us run the 880 around the football field timing us. She expected our times to improve in the coming weeks. After the run we were dismissed to go back to the gym to shower off and get dressed for the next class. I noted that the girl's class was about twenty minutes less than the boys' class. I thought to myself that the class was shorter due to the extra time it took for me to undress and redress as a girl versus the time it took as a guy. I noticed the other girls covering up or turning away from me as I walked to my locker. I reached my locker fumbled with the buttons on my blouse. Taking longer time than the other girls finally I had my blouse and bra off. I unzipped my shorts, pulled the shorts and panties off walked nude to the shower. On my way to the showers I noticed the girls I walked by sneaking a glance at my nude form. I heard one girl clap her hands and turn to another and say it's true she looks just like us. A group of girls walked up to me in the shower standing in a line five wide and six deeps. They asked me to turn around and prove to them that I was a girl. I slowly turned raising my hands over my head taking a classic stripper pose proving to them that I had a female body. Finally, after about thirty seconds I asked if they were going to gawk all day or could I finish my shower. I turned bringing my hands down and slowly finished my shower. After the shower I dried off and did the feminine wrap as I walked back to my locker. On the way back none of the girls paid me any attention. When I got to my locker a few girls walked up and apologized for making me prove my femininity in the shower. I got dressed taking the time to put my pantyhose back on. I grabbed my purse, walked into the gym bathroom, walked up to the mirror and repaired my make-up. As I turned to leave a couple of girls walked up and gave me a hug while I could see a number of girls nod their approval in the mirror. I left the gym and walked to the lunch line and bought a salad I would have preferred a hamburger and fries but I felt it more important to fit in with the other girls so it's salad for now on. I walked up to Kathy, Vivian, Tamara and some other girls sitting in the cafeteria and I sat down with them. The subject of conservation was the assembly and I tried to hide in the background listening to the remarks. I was finally asked a few questions and brought into the conservation. The talk among the girls was mostly positive so I felt the assembly was a positive choice. The rest of the day went much better after the assembly with word getting out after gym class that I had a girl's body. I felt and heard less hostility from the other students between classes. I heard one girl tell her boyfriend while I was walking to class that I looked the same between my legs as she did. School settled into normal routine with me mostly being treated like the other girls. The end of September Jack came home on leave from basic training I had not talked or sent him a letter since my change so he was not aware of it yet. I dressed carefully to go to the airport at first, I thought about dressing male but when I tried on my old clothes, I couldn't get the Levi's over my wider bottom. I pulled and finally got them over my wider bottom they still showed my flat feminine crotch and fit loose in the waist. I compared a pair of my girl's jeans to my old boys' jeans. The girl's jeans were curved to match my rounder bottom and curved in to match my narrower waist. I then tried on one of my old shirts, it felt scratchy on my smooth skin, tented in front. It looked like an oversized shirt a girl had borrowed from her brother, I swam in the shirt. I looked like a girl trying to dress butch no one would take me for a guy. I put on my tight-fitting girls' jeans showing my flat feminine front and short sleeve girls tee shirt. I drove to the airport and waited for Jack to arrive at the terminal. I saw his relatives waiting in a group with a welcome home sign I quickly grabbed a seat out of the way. I had not told Jack or his parents about my change and I did not feel that it was the right time to do so at the airport. I would call him tomorrow to meet me at the mall so I could inform him in a public place in case he reacted to me in a negative way. I watched him arrive in the terminal and noticed for the first time how ruggedly handsome Jack was no wonder the girls were always throwing themselves at him in school. I did not remember Jack being handsome when he left but then I was not a girl thinking about boys then. Boys did not interest me then, only girls, boy had things changed since last summer. I sat in a seat out of the way and picked up a newspaper someone had left behind so I could observe Jack and his family. Jack stood in the center of the group with a large smile on his face as everybody welcomed him home. I heard Jack ask his parents if they had heard from George. "I thought that George would be at the airport to meet me," Jack said. Jack 's parents said they had not heard from George since he had left for basic training. They left the airport and I waited until they were well gone before I left my seat still not believing no one in his family had recognized me after spending hours with him at his house. On the drive home I wondered when I had become so reserved, when I was George, I would have greeted Jack at the airport no matter what the consequences. I don't ever remember ever being so timid when I was George, but I'm not George anymore am I? I'm Cora now and the female hormones are changing my thought patterns I find I am now acting and thinking like other girls instead of acting like a guy. I still remember how guys think and feel but I find myself relating more to my new female role. Guys are the opposite sex now act more reserved around guys, more open around with other girls. I now find myself acting with guys the way I used to act with girls. A handsome guy will get me tongue now, where a pretty girl did in the past when I was a guy. I called Jack the next morning remembering to use my old male voice to ask him if he could meet me at the food court at the mall for lunch. I barely pulled the old male voice off. I now spoke with a normal female voice without thinking a result of much practice from voice lessons. As an enticement to get Jack to come to lunch at the mall I told him I would be with a couple of girls. I told Jack on the phone that since he left that I no longer had trouble making friends with girls, I left out the part it was because I was now a girl and girls tended to bond more than boys. I had asked Kathy to go with me for moral support and Kathy had asked JimBob to make it foursome. Kathy said we could have some fun with two cute guys at the miniature golf course next to the mall as the weather was nice and sunny. Kathy said if that worked out, we could make out later in the car with the guys. Kathy asked me if I was hot for Jack. Blushing bright red, I said yes Kathy he's my best friend. Kathy gave me a hurt look saying she thought she was my best friend. Ok Kathy you're my best girlfriend. Kathy and I got into a discussion on what to wear to the mall. Kathy suggested we both wear short jean skirts I with a red top and her with a blue top. Kathy said it was easier to turn a guy on with sexy legs showing out of a short skirt. Kathy, I realized girls planned what to wear to turn a guy on, I just never thought I would be doing it. Kathy turned to me and said its girls who decide how far a guy can go why do you think women's magazines always have articles about sex and relationships its girls who decide about sex not guys. Guys lie about conquests but girls talk about the real issues, like sex and relationships. Was the guy attentive and caring to the girls needs or is he just trying to get his rocks off. How big was he and did he know what to do with it? Is he a good kisser? Did he take his time, or was it wham bam thank you mam type of guy? JimBob Kathy and I arrived at the food court a little early and sat down at a table waiting for Jack to show up. Jack walked in about five minutes late looking for me, Kathy nudged JimBob to go and get Jack. Jack walked over with JimBob freezing in his tracks when he got a good look at me. Finally, after staring at me for about a minute Jack said," George is that you?" "Why are you dressed like a girl?" I said in my new female voice, "sit down Jack and I'll explain." Jack sat down and I explained to him what happened to me since he left for basic training. Jack just sat with his mouth open and finally asked if I was the girl reading the newspaper at the airport? I said it was me and I had missed him since he left. I then asked if we could get lunch as I was getting hungry. We got up and lined up at the mall fast food Taco Place. Kathy and I ordered taco salads with diet soda while the guys ordered burrito supreme plates with large sodas. Kathy and I sat on one side of the table while the guys sat on the other side. After we were finished Kathy and I excused ourselves to go to the ladies' room. As I walked into the bathroom with Kathy, I asked her what do you think Jack thinks of me? Kathy said it's too soon Cora; Jack's in shock give him some time to get used to the idea of you being a girl. When we returned from the bathroom Kathy suggested to the guys that we go to a movie at the mall and the guys agreeing. In the back of the theatre Kathy and JimBob made out while Jack and I talked. Jack asked how I like being a girl? Jack the bad parts sitting just to pee! to release pee. Peeing as a girl is so different! The pee comes out faster, quicker and sounds different. Lines just to get into the bathroom, extra time for make-up and being treated as an object instead of a person. The good parts, I don't have to worry about being embarrassed by erections any longer, breasts are more sensitive than I thought. So many more options of clothes to wear than the drab things I used to wear as a guy. I asked Jack about the military and he told me that basic training was harder than he thought and he had decided to go to infantry school and should be finished by December. He would have a month's leave before he shipped out on assignment and planned to return home. I asked him since he had two weeks leave left now if he would like to spend some of the time getting to know the new me? Jack said he had a lot to think about and he would get back to me. Kathy stopped our conservation saying she had to use the bathroom and asked me if I would go with her. We walked to the bathroom Kathy telling me the reason she wanted to go to the restroom was to cool JimBob back down as he was getting a little too aggressive for the movie theatre. A few minutes away from him would allow JimBob time to cool off. Kathy repaired her make-up in the mirror while she asked how it was going with Jack and I? I told her fine as I agreed with her that Jack needed time to get over the shock of my change. On the way back to the theatre I suggested that we buy a large popcorn and a couple of sodas. While we were ordering two cute guys were checking us out. Kathy and I responded by flirting back with the guys in the lobby. We returned to our seats sharing the popcorn and sodas with the guys until the show ended. Jack said goodbye at Kathy's car giving me a hug before we drove off. I did not see Jack for the rest of his leave but I did talk to him every day and we seemed to get along just fine on the phone I promised to write him while he went through training at infantry school in North Carolina. School continued on with me becoming closer to my girlfriends than I ever was with guys when I was one. I found that girls bonded with each other for a number of reasons, safety from rape, unwanted male attention, shyness around guys, pressure from family not to date until after high school. All my classmates knew my story, some brave guys asked me out, the curiosity of taking out a transsexual the main motivation. I would go out with some of the guys only if they agreed to stay with a group of people. I was still friends with old guy pals, only now the demographics had changed, the longer I spent time as a girl the more feminine in my actions and thoughts became, instead of being treated as one of the guys my male friends now treated me as one of the girls .At first it bothered me but over time as I became more feminine I started to like the special attention that the guys now bestowed upon me. The winter break was now upon us, my girlfriends were making plans for the winter formal. Having once been a guy I was being asked by the guys if I knew whether the girls were going to accept their prom invitations. My girlfriends were asking me if I knew which the guy was going to ask them to the prom? I got so fed up the questions from the guys and girls that I refused to talk to anyone until after the prom, I spent my time alone hiding in the library and spending my afternoons alone at home. A week before the prom I got a phone call out of the blue from Jack. He was home from infantry school and had a month's leave before he left for a deployment in Afghanistan. Jack asked if I could meet him at the taco stand as they did not have Mexican food in the mid-west and he had a craving for Mexican food. I hurriedly dressed in a mini dress and heels to meet Jack at the taco stand. I wanted to overwhelm him my femininity so he would see me as a girl and not a former guy turned into a girl. I walked into the restaurant and spied him sitting in a booth waiting for me. I pulled my long hair to partially obscure my face, I assumed my sexiest walk and slowly walked across the restaurant up to Jack 's booth. I stood in front of the booth opposite of him waiting for a reaction. Jack finally looked up; I turned my face cracking a big smile. Jack slowly looked glanced up and down finally saying that I looked really hot. Jack said that I was the hottest looking girl he had seen. Jack finally asked me to sit down and as sexy I could I took the empty seat across from him. We talked for a few hours, Jack about infantry school and I about school and the differences between being a boy and now being a girl in school. I told Jack the main difference in the gym class was in boys you wore a jock strap to keep your balls from flopping all over. In Girls P.E. you wear a bra to keep your tits from bouncing all over which can be as painful as getting sore balls. I asked Jack if he wanted to go with JimBob and Kathy at JimBob's house for a party later this evening? Jack surprised me by saying sure he would go with me to the party. Jack walked me back to my car agreeing to pick me up at 7 P.M. I left the restaurant driving home to get ready for the party. As I dressed for the party, I thought that's it's too bad it was winter as the cold weather would hide my feminine curves under bulky clothes. I still managed to put on tight pants showing my feminine flat front and even if was cold I still put on a tight low-cut top showing my cleavage. I may freeze a little but it was worth it to see guys reaction to a girl dressing in tight clothes. Jack picked me up at home escorting me out to his car, he opened the passenger door for me, holding the door for me as I sat in the car. Jack walked to the driver's side opened the door and got into the car. I put Jack's hand in mine and he did not pull away. I slowly stroked his hand as we drove over to JimBob's. Kathy answered the door bell, the house looked like a make out party was going on in the living room. I thought it was now or never as I sat down with Jack on the couch turned to him and gave him a kiss. Jack did not pull back as I stuck my tongue into his mouth. Jack's scratchy face felt so different from my now soft smooth hairless face. Jack put his hand under my bra and caressed my nipple which became erect under his manipulation. I moved my hand, unzipped the zipper on his pants, stuck my hand inside his pants freeing his erect dick from his underwear. It had now been months since I had felt a penis and I marveled how it felt in my soft hand. I stopped French kissing Jack and I moved my head down to his pants taking his erect cock in my mouth. Licking and kissing the sensitive head in my mouth. Having experience jacking myself off when I was a guy, I knew how far I could take Jack without making him orgasm and I would work him up to that point and then I would back off. Finally, I felt he could take it no more I took him over the edge and then I sucked him dry. I then put his dick back in his pants and zipped his zipper back up. Jack excused himself to use the bathroom and I pulled a mirror out of my purse to repair my make-up and to brush my hair. Having repaired my make-up, I got up to get a drink and found Jack in the kitchen getting two sodas. I walked up to Jack and put my arms around him as he turned and gave me a kiss. Kathy walked up and asked me to go to the bathroom with her and I followed her into the bathroom locking the door. Kathy said I saw your little show with Jack how was it? I said fine in fact Kathy it was better than fine I've got Jack right where I want him. Kathy I'm going to ask him to take me to the prom tonight. Kathy peed while we talked and I marveled how the sight of another girl's vagina no longer aroused me what so ever. The thought of a guys cocks now gave me arousing thoughts. While we were in the bathroom I decided to pee also. I thought nothing of pulling my pants and panties down in front of Kathy any longer. I peed then washed my hands and repaired my make-up in the mirror then Kathy and I walked out of the bathroom and back into the kitchen where we found JimBob and Jack having a snack. It was time to go home so Jack took me out to the car. On the way home I sat as close to Jack as I could holding his hand giving it loving strokes. At my front door we stood kissing for about ten minutes until it was time to go in. As I broke the kiss, I asked Jack if he would like to go to the prom with me next week? Jack thought for a minute than a smile came to his face as he answered, sure. That made me the happiest girl in the world with his answer. I couldn't wait for the morning so I could call my girlfriends. I went to sleep dreaming, I dreamed of me at the prom in a pretty dress on the arm of Jack and I felt I was the luckiest girl in the world. The next morning, I called Kathy, Vivian, Tamara and Betty asking if they would go shopping with me to find a prom dress? I could not believe how much I had changed since becoming a girl last summer I never dreamed I would be going to a prom wearing a prom dress. I picked the girls up and we drove to the mall. We went into one dress shop after another in the mall looking for the prefect prom gown. I couldn't believe the selection, of prom gowns. It was easier being a guy, there was only a few selections of tux for the guys to wear compared to the hundreds of different formal s for girls. Once again, my girlfriends came through finding the perfect formal for me. I had no trouble stripping down to my panties and bra in front of the girls any longer. I found a burgundy long sleeve gown with lace trim on the hemline, low cut showing a good amount of cleavage. I found a matching slip in another shop and matching pair of pumps with one-inch heels in bargain shoe store I never realized that shopping could be so exhausting, after a day of shopping all I wanted to do is go home and go to bed. Instead I had to get ready to go out with Jack this evening. I quickly took a bath taking the time to shave my legs. I again dressed taking the time to select an outfit to try and look sexy even in bulky winter clothing. I put on a short jean skirt and a long sleeve tight cut top with my mom leather jacket. Jack picked me up and we went out to his favorite Mexican restaurant. Jack obsession with Mexican food was starting to get to me. We left the restaurant going to the last drive in theater in town. We parked and got in the back seat and started to make out. Jack reached his hand under my skirt. He put his hand in my panties, put the other hand under my top into my bra to tweak my left nipple. It was the first time I let a guy put his hand in my panties. Jack slowly pulled my panties down my legs dropping them on the floor. Jack pulled my skirt up putting his head between my legs. He started tonguing my vagina. Since I had never had a blow job when I was male, I had nothing to compare to the first time that a guy went down on me as a female. I had never felt anything like it before it felt so good! It reminded me of the feeling I got when I jacked off when I was male. Jack pushed me over the edge with his tongue! I experienced a strong female orgasm, he had me squealing in delight. I felt that I had to return Jack the favor as I unzipped Jack's pants, taking his dick out of his pants, I slowly dropped my head and kissed the head of his penis with my lips playing with it before I took the whole thing in my mouth. I was determined to give him the best blow job he ever had in his life. I attacked his penis with a vengeance, trying every trick I knew to give Jack the best blow job he ever had. He finally came, I tried to get every precious drop in my mouth but a small amount dribbled down my chin and dropped between my breasts. We both got dressed to go to the to the snack bar. As walked hand and hand to the snack bar, I told Jack that I had to use the restroom. I walked into the dirtiest women's restroom that I had ever been in. The toilet was covered with piss, pulled my panties back off, stuffed them down my top as I pulled my skirt up to hover over the seat to piss. It was one of the hardest things I had tried. Pissing without being able to sit down or stand up. I finished peeing and pulled my panties back out of my top and pulled them back on. I walked out of the lady's room into the snack bar to find Jack. I found him talking to Caroline a girl from school, she was complaining about the movie. Caroline wanted to see hunky guys their shirts off instead of topless girls with their tits showing, it's not fair Caroline said. I merely smiled nodding my head in agreement with Caroline. Jack and I walked out of the snack bar with a tub of popcorn and couple of sodas and went back to the car to finish watching the movie. Before I realized it, was prom time where did the week go? I along with the other girls had a hair and nail appointment for Saturday morning, we were going as a group to the salon. It felt so good to be just thought of as just another girl instead of a sex change outcast I'm sure there were still kids at school that thought of me that way but the whole issue seemed to have been forgotten by my friends and for that I 'm grateful. I had to bring my formal gown with me to the salon so the nail and make- up tech could match my nail polish and make-up to my gown. I now enjoyed the pampering that I received at the salon and how we girls could sit a gossip without worrying about guys. I preferred gossiping with girls, to my previous life as a guy discussing the latest video game or the latest hot girl with her legs spread in a men's magazine. I had learned that girls could be catty and back stabbing to each other but I found their friendship much more fulfilling than I ever did with other guys. Mom helped me put my formal gown on afterword she and dad took pictures of me by myself in my formal waiting for Jack to show up. Jack finally arrived with mom having taken more pictures of the two of us. He was beyond handsome in his Marine dress blues. We left to meet up with the Kathy and JimBob for dinner at the Basque family style restaurant. They sat all of us on a long table where they brought out bread, soup, salad, beans and salsa for the first course. The second course arrived pickle tongue, French fries and tomatoes in a vinegar dressing. Fifteen minutes later the final course arrived roast beef. For dessert we had either chocolate cake or ice cream. As soon as desert was finished, we girls lined up to use the restroom as there were only two stalls with ten girls waiting. The guys were out of the restroom in a couple of minutes with me waiting over twenty minutes for us to use the restroom. I' m sure now that I'm a girl, the ladies restroom had to be designed by a man, women would never design such a small restroom. We arrived at the gym and had to wait in another line at the school gym to get our picture taken. Jack and I stood close together, Jack with his arm around me, for the picture. The gym was decorated up with decorations putting us in a festive mood. We sat with Kathy and JimBob at a table. I sat next to Kathy where we critiqued all the other girls' gowns, their hair, make-up and which dorky guy they were with. We compared our views on the hunky guys at the prom and how cute they looked in their tux, how uncomfortable the guys looked all dressed up. Jack and I danced a few dances the fast dances were easy we just looked at each other and kind of just shook, the slow dances were a new experience for me, I had to dance backwards in heels with Jack's arm wrapped around my bottom and my arms wrapped around his neck .Jack noticed my nervousness, I told him I had never slow danced with a guy before I was having to remind myself not to try and lead. At the end of the dance Jack leaned into me and gave me a kiss. We left the prom at midnight going back to my house and into my bedroom. I wanted to give him something special before he left for Afghanistan and I had just the special gift in mind: my virginity. Jack slowly took off his beautiful uniform, careful not to get it wrinkled, then he slowly removed my dress while we were both engaged in a passionate kiss. I stood before him in just my bra and panties as he gazed at my crotch, he could see that I was no longer a boy, but a real girl. Jack unhooked my bra and removed it from my arms as he broke the kiss and brought his mouth to my exposed left nipple, slowly he licked and nibbled on it. I put my hands his penis slowly caressing his manhood with my left hand. I could not believe what was happening to my body. I was responding like any other girl would when turned on. I felt my vagina begin to lubricate and my nipples grow ever larger as my body prepared for the penetration. With one hand Jack carefully worked my pretty panties down my legs as I kicked them off. All the while we were in the warmest of embraces as his muscular flat chest squeezed my breasts and we French kissed. This was amazing. We laid on my bed in the classic missionary position, me on the bottom as the submissive female. I spread my legs, slowly guiding Jack's manhood towards my vagina. He gazed at my lovely vagina, and then stared deeply into my eyes, knowing he was about to make me a woman. I moved Jack's penis against my vaginal lips before I positioned his penis to my hole as Jack slowly pushed in. I felt a slight burning sensation and then a popping feeling as he penetrated my hymen. He entered me so slowly and tenderly as Jack worked his way all the way in. I marveled at the difference of having a living penis in me instead of one of the dilators that I had to use to keep my vagina from closing up. Once he was all the way in, I moved my hand down to my crotch to feel it. We were one, man and woman united in one flesh. I opened my eyes and smiled, saying "Your inside of me," as I reached up to kiss him. Slowly he began to thrust into me as the burning sensation went away, only to be replaced by the greatest pleasure I had ever experienced. Dr. Sanchez had said my vagina would be able to accommodate any size of penis and he certainly was right on that one. Jack was at least seven inches long and fit all the way inside of me. With each thrust he brushed against my clit, making me squeal in ecstasy. My parents were just down the hall, but luckily, they did not hear us. This was the most incredible experience of my life. I experienced the tightening and loosening and the lubrication that the other girls had talked about when we discussed sex. I found that I could use my vaginal muscles and I could grip his penis at the depth of his thrusts, releasing it as he pulled out. We exchanged no words, just inhuman sounds as we engaged in the oldest of human rituals. As I gripped his penis with my vagina, he smiled down at me, as I saw his face straining against his impending ejaculation Sex as a girl was different, I no longer felt the need to thrust as I did when I was a guy. I now felt like yielding to his thrusts. I lay there with my legs spread wide open, my arms around his back as occasionally my fingernails dug into his back. A heat starting in my crotch area and moving outward to the rest of my body, I felt a need to vocalize these erotic feeling with a feminine squeal. Finally, my time came as I experienced my first orgasm through sex. I could not believe it. I wrapped my legs and arms around Jack as tightly as I could as my vagina contracted around him like a boa constrictor. My toes curled as it radiated through every part of my body. My breasts felt like fluid as my head rocked from side to side. The feeling seemed to last forever as Jack thrusted deeply into me holding it in me as deep as possible. I felt him ejaculate into me as he grunted. The feeling of his seed inside my body, his precious seed that I could never do anything with was amazing as well. At that moment I only wished I had a womb and ovaries to become a mother, but it would never happen. With a noticeable plop sound, Jack pulled out of me, kissed me and rolled off and went to the bathroom. My head was still buzzing as I laid there, naked, with my legs still spread open, in an ever expanding the wet spot on the bed. Jack returned from the bathroom as I rushed inside to clean up. I returned from the bathroom in my robe while Jack had redressed in his dress blues. It would be the last time I would see him until he got back from his tour in Afghanistan. I knew being in the Marine infantry his life would be in constant danger. I promised I would remain true to him. At the front door Jack gave me goodnight kiss before he left. I said, "I love you," as he walked down the stairs towards his waiting cab. He took his hat off, came back up the stairs, and said, "I love you too Cora, you are my girl, and when I get home, we will never be apart." I went to sleep with a smile on my face having experienced sex for the first time as a girl. I was now a woman.