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The Birthday Present by Mahohokus My birthday! As I blinked my eyes open, I realized that it was my birthday and with a sudden since of elation I realized what day it was. I was so excited that I nearly fell out of bed. After enduring the wrath of my parent's maybe I would finally be forgiven. Maybe my life will get back to normal after the accusations from Jill, my arrest, time in juvenile hall, the trial, and the plea deal my parents had worked out in secret with Jill and her parents. I was so hurt at the way my parents had treated me not believing me as I kept insisting that I was innocent even as Jill insisted on pressing charges that I had raped her. Jill's testimony in juvenile court had been so convincing even, I almost believed Jill's lies, in court to be the truth. Jill had lured me to her room promising to show me something neat in her room, I just didn't realize that something was her wanton body. Her parents had come home unexpectedly finding me in her bed with both of us naked and Jill claiming that I had raped her which was a total lie. The evidence just didn't look that way and I'm sure that I would serve prison time, until my parents had worked out a plea deal having me sign pages in some document that I did not have time to read or understand, only being told that I would not have any jail time and not have to be a registered sex offender for the rest of my life. My father had rented a house at the beach for the month of June just after school had let out for the summer and my mother and younger sibling's john and Cindy would not be up until later, after the late- night campfire on the beach. My birthday is day that my family usually forgives me for all the sins that had transpired in the last year and from the birthday cake and presents on the dining room table all may have been forgiven. Although I still had my doubts my father had barely spoken to me and I had been grounded after school being forced to stay indoors and help mom and Cindy with household duties while my younger brother John had taken over the manly duties outdoors like lawn care and helping dad with the barbecue. I had spent my time indoors playing video games; taking cooking lessons from mom along with Cindy and in fact I felt like I was being treated like a second daughter by the way mom treated me. Cindy was thirteen years old; John was fourteen and I turned sixteen today. John was given more freedom to go out with his friends while I wasn't allowed to see mine anymore being forced to come straight home every day after school. Because of this I had become closer to Cindy and John who had always idle worshiped me had started treating me like a leaper. Maybe now it might be over the grounding, being forced to help mom around the house, the lack of respect form John, dad's cold treatment of me. Hopefully my birthday and our vacation at the beach was a new start for my family and me. If the presents on the dining room table were any indication as I picked up and looked at all the cards attached to the presents my mood started to soar seeing all the presents my parents had gotten for me. My mother was the first to get up and she made hot chocolate for herself and me as we waited for the others to get up. The two of sat and talked with mom wishing me a happy birthday and giving me a kiss on the cheek, something that embarrassed me as she had started greeting me that way recently the way women would greet each other. The rest of the family finally got up a little after eight and by then mom and I had already started preparing breakfast in the cramped beach house kitchen. I cooked the eggs while mom made the pancakes standing next to each other at the stove, both of us in shorts and aprons. It was be kind of neat helping mom in the kitchen and learning how to cook I thought, as I put the eggs on the plates. Dad, John and Cindy committed how good breakfast tasted and I was allowed to miss cleanup as Cindy volunteered to help mom on my birthday. Dad and John left to go to the new Boy Scout outdoor center that we read about in the paper, while Cindy mom and I got ready to go to the beach. I had wanted to go with dad and John but I was told since I had quit Boy Scouts saying it was for little kids when I quit, I was told I couldn't go. Mom and Cindy dressed in bikinis with cover ups while I dressed in my swim suite and tee shirt with sandals. I had to help mom and Cindy carry the ice chest, towels and beach chairs down to the beach and laid out the towels on the beach. I had to listen to mom and Cindy discuss the hunky guys and the poor choices that some of the girls made in their clothing options in detail. Next, I had to hear a discussion between mom and Cindy on boob growth and how Cindy's were itching all the time as they grew. When that conservation ended, they started talking about feminine hygiene products they made me feel like I was girl instead of a boy as they talked about things only girls would talk about with each other. I noticed as Cindy talked to mom that I had been experiencing some of the same things as I had started to notice an itching feeling in my breasts and a softening of my skin in the last few months since that doctor's appointment that mom had taken me to. That was the most embarrassing doctors' exam that I had ever had, Jill had insisted that as part of her signing the settlement that I undergo the exam by a lady doctor no less. Jill had insisted that a lady doctor perform the same exam she was given when she accused me of rape. The doctor had taken my blood pressure and given me a blood test in fact I had thought she was a vampire the amount of blood that she had drawn from me. The most embarrassing part was when she had put my feet in the stirrups and spread my legs open. Now I know how girls feel laying in stirrups with their legs spread being probed by a doctor with no way to maintain modesty. I was finally given a booster shot of some kind and some vitamin pills to take every day. The wind started blowing and the sky started clouding over as we came in for lunch. Mom told Cindy and I to make tuna sandwiches as girls had to watch their figures if they wanted to fit into bikinis, she said to us with me having a disgusted look on my face as I wanted a juicy hamburger for lunch not a tuna sandwich. After lunch mom had Cindy and I take showers to get ready for my birthday party later today as all of us felt grungy from the beach. I was told to dress up and wear a pair of slacks while Cindy was told to wear a sundress by mom. I felt that Cindy looked good in her yellow sundress with white polka dots with spaghetti straps coming to mid- thigh. At the time I just thought the dress looked good on her and I didn't have any idea what spaghetti straps were called other than the thin straps on dresses. I also wondered why I could not see Cindy's bra straps while most of the time girls who wore dresses like that always had visible bra straps. Had I known at the time I would have firsthand knowledge of feminine clothing I would have run for my life. Mom came out wearing a similar dress to Cindy's only hers was pink in color with the same white dots and once again showing no bra straps. Dad and John arrived back late afternoon and mom ushered both of them to cleanup and get ready to go out for my birthday party. When both of them were dressed we left for the restaurant leaving the presents to be opened when we returned home later. Dad opened the door for mom and had John open and help Cindy with the door to the car as he was learning to be a gentleman in helping his sister with the door. Dad drove with mom sitting next to him and in the back of the car sat Cindy sat behind mom, myself in the middle and John behind dad. John again helped Cindy with the door while dad helped mom with her door. Cindy thought it kind of corny but both mom and dad said it was the proper way to treat a lady on a date. I remember when I was John's age and dad had taught me the same things with me thinking it old fashioned. The seafood restaurant was good with me being embarrassed having to wear a pirate hat as the waiters sing happy birthday to me. Mom and Cindy used the restroom together before we left the restaurant with dad asking the age-old question what do women do together in the restroom while we waited in the reception area for them to come out. We again got into the car for the drive home with dad and John helping mom and Cindy with the doors to the car. Arriving home, I quickly made my way to the dining room and sat at the head of the table to wait for mom to bring in the cake and punch so I could open the presents. I was handed my first present from John and it was a card for a dozen music downloads. Cindy handed me another card and it was a gift certificate from a clothing store which I thought a little odd as I thought it was a girl's clothing store named forever something but I took it and thanked her. Mom stopped me opening any presents form her and dad by saying we need to cut the cake as she lit the candles and had me blow them out as I got happy birthday sang to me for the second time today. The cake was good but the punch tasted kind of funny with the second glass tasting bitter like something was mixed in it. I started feeling sick in my stomach and I barely made it to the bathroom before I threw up in the toilet, wracked in pain laying on the floor in the bathroom until dad came in asking me what was wrong. I told dad that the punch tasted kind of funny and I feel sick in my stomach like maybe I got food poisoning. Dad said that if I still felt funny, he would take me to the nearby media center as another wave of pain wracked my body as he left me on the bathroom floor I finally asked dad to take me to the media center down the street, as mom and dad helped me into the car for the short drive. We arrived in a few minutes and I was quickly placed into a private room and hooked into an IV. I awoke and assumed it to be the latter that night and when I tried to move, I discovered that I was strapped down. I could not move my arms or legs and when I moved my head long hair blocked my vision. I had always had short hair and now my vision was being blocked by long hair, why was my hair so long? Did someone put a wig on me or something I wondered? I shook my head until the hair stopped obstructing my view so I could look down at myself. I had covers pulled up to my neck and something piled on top of my chest obstructing my view that was moving and shaking as I shook my hair. It was like I had girls' breasts shaking on my chest. I pulled up using my elbows for leverage and I could see my hands and feet strapped to the top rung of the bed and the end of each finger and toe were painted with bright pink polish. I started hyperventilating and my breathing sounded funny higher pitched in sound and when I tried to speak all that came out was a high-pitched squeak. My breathing got so fast and shallow that I finally passed out just as I saw a couple of nurses walk into the room with one saying when was the last time she was checked on. I awoke lying in bed on my side with my view again obstructed by long hair obscuring my vision. I did not feel like moving so I just laid there until I heard the sound of a bed on the other side of me squeaking. John's bed had always squeaked when he rolled over and naturally assumed, I was in my room in my bed with John in the next bed sleeping. I rolled over and again felt my chest move in an unfamiliar manner which caused me to udder a high-pitched gasp. Instead of John in the bed I looked into Cindy's pretty face, only this time I let out a high-pitched scream that immediately woke Cindy up. My scream caused Cindy to jump out of bed and rush to my bed where she placed her arms around me in a tight hug trying to calm me down. "Jan calm down," Cindy said as she hugged me. "THE HAIR!" "MY CHEST!" "MY VOICE!" "YOU IN, IN THE NEXT BED!" "WHAT GOING ON CINDY," I said in a high-pitched voice. "Calm down Jan it will be ok." "I'll tell you everything if you calm down and give me a chance," Cindy said. I finally stopped hyperventilating and calmed down as Cindy held me in her arms. I would freak out again every time I looked down at my body. I was wearing a short girl's see through baby doll nightie which was tented out by large girlish breasts with erect eraser size nipples. Finally, Cindy said, "In order for mom and dad to get the charges dropped and keep you out of prison they had to change you into a girl!" "So that's what happened to you, mom and dad had no choice they felt it was the best option to keep you out of jail." "They at least could have asked me," I said in a quivering high-pitched voice. "So instead of going to jail I've been sentenced to a life sentence as a GIRL." "A GIRL." "A GIRL." "How will I ever survive having to live as a dumb GIRL!" I said. "I'm a girl and I'm perfectly happy being one," Cindy said. "But you were born one not forced to have a sex change after being a boy," I said. "I was going to ask Debbie Hargrove to be my girlfriend." "You still can still ask Debbie Hargrove to be you girlfriend. Only now she can be your best girlfriend. You now have the same equipment she has and I believe she is not a lesbian from what I heard her sister say." I just started sobbing as Cindy held me in her arms until I cried myself out. As Cindy was drying my eyes she said, "Sometimes it feels good to have a good cry and now that you're a girl it's alright to have a good cry nobody will think any less of you now." "Come on it's time to get you up and dressed for the day," Cindy said. Cindy released me from her arms and my nipples again became erect as the cool air hit them. Cindy grabbed my hand which had long pink fingernails on the end and she started pulling me out of bed as I felt an unfamiliar bouncing feeling coming from my chest. As I was taking my first step my whole center of gravity felt funny like somebody has added extra weight to my bottom and I was aware I was missing my package between my legs. I put my hands under my breasts to support them as the bouncing when I took a step was very unnerving to me. Cindy stood me in front of the mirrored closet and she pulled my hands away from my breasts as she held onto my hand near my waist. What I saw in the mirror was two girls holding hands both wearing night gowns with me the one on the right taller, with fuller breasts and a larger bottom. I now looked like an older version of Cindy or a younger version of mother. I brought my other hand to my mouth and the girl in the mirror did the same thing as I did so. I stared at my reflection in the mirror checking myself out. I had long blond hair coming down about level with my nipples which were sticking out like pencil erasers. Something had been done to my face making it appear more feminine like someone had taken the rough edges and smoothed them into a smaller rounder face with no facial hair other the two eyebrows in a girlish arch with long eyelashes. I no longer had an Adams Apple visible on my neck which was now smooth and shapely my skin is softer and smoother also. My breasts were now fully developed with large pink areola with eraser sized nipples. My waist tapered in displaying my flat stomach and crotch and then flared into my now much wider hips. A tuft of hair was visible through my pink panties with my new camel toe displayed at the bottom of the tight pink panties. My legs were now soft, hairless, and shapely and with my pink toenails visible in the reflection in the mirror. Something was bothering me as I stared at the reflection of the two of us in the mirror and I finally figured it out, somehow Cindy seemed older more developed than I remembered her. The reflection of Cindy in the mirror showed a girl with curves equal to mine and from what I remembered she was a lot smaller on top. I finally asked her how she seemed more grownup to which she replied that she had developed in the year that I had been gone but not nearly as much as I had changed in that year. I could not believe that I had been gone for a full year but from what Cindy had told me it took a year to change me into the girl I saw reflected in the mirror, what other changes had happened in the last year? I would have to wait to find out, I guess. Cindy walked over to the closet and opened the sliding closet door and removed two pink robes handing me one while she put the other one on. I had always slept in a tee shirt and shorts in the summer and thought nothing about walking around the house. Now with a see though pink night gown on there was no way I was going to walk around the house without a robe or being dressed I could just picture John staring at my new breasts and nipples or the small tuft of hair reflected in the mirror of my flat feminine crotch. I followed Cindy into the bathroom where she hung her robe on the hook on the back of the bathroom door telling me to do the same so we were again in just our night gowns. Cindy then went over to the bathtub and started running the water adding bath salts to the water. Cindy next went over to the toilet and opened the cover leaving the seat down as she pulled her panties down and her night gown up and over her head as she sat down on the toilet in front of me. I could not help but stare as I saw and heard pee coming out of Cindy's slightly spread legs. Some of the pee would splash against her left leg and she moved her bottom slightly to stop the splashing. The sound of her pee sounded different than the sound of a guy peeing. I heard a hissing sound and the splashing sound in the toilet bowl sounded decidedly different than a guy would make when peeing. The flow slowed down to just a few drops as Cindy pulled some toilet paper off the roll and reached between her spread legs to wipe her bottom. Cindy got a large grin on her face as she asked me if I liked what I saw as I got red with embarrassment. "Well guess what you'll have to pee the same way from now on as you now have the same equipment between your legs Jan," Cindy said. "It 's your turn Jan and now I get watch with the only difference that watching a girl pee has no excitement to me other than making sure you have no problems with that function." I pulled the night gown over my head and slid the panties down my legs as I sat on the toilet. Cindy laughed as she watched me take my hand and reach down to move my penis. "Missing something Jan?" Cindy asked. "You'll soon get used to sitting and standing will become a distant memory." I spread my legs slightly the same way Cindy did as she stopped me. "Girls urethra's the hole in your slit you now pee out of sometimes point in different directions and you may have to move your bottom on the seat of the toilet to get the flow to go properly into the bowl. And now like all girls if the seat is soiled, you'll have to squat and pee to keep your bottom from getting wet standing and writing your name in the snow as you pee are a thing of the past." I sat frozen in fear until Cindy walked over to turn off the faucet as the bathtub was full over water. With Cindy not watching I finally figured out which muscles to release to get the pee flowing, it seemed to come out faster with a larger stream and I had to move back on the seat to get the pee to stop splashing off the front of the toilet bowl and on my legs. The splashing had splashed pee on the bottom of both my legs and I had to use a lot of toilet paper to wipe all the pee off my legs and wet bottom. I remember complaining that Cindy had used up all the toilet paper again and now I would no longer complain as I now had firsthand knowledge why she used so much. Cindy got into the tub with her motioning me to do the same as I sat on the other end with both of us facing each other with our legs intertwined. "Don't get your hair wet Jan as we don't have time to dry it." I picked up the bar of soap and started soaping myself off I could not believe how soft and smooth my skin felt as I soaped it off. Cindy reached out and tweaked the nipple on my left breast and I felt an electric jolt from her touching my nipple. Cindy took her hand and caressed my whole breast with it and I again felt a sensuous jolt. Cindy reached up with her other hand and caressed my other breast as she started working on both breasts with her hands as she leaned over and kissed me sticking her tongue in my mouth French kissing me. I responded by kissing Cindy back, this being only the third girl that I had French Kissed in my life and I found her lips soft and inviting. I moved my hands to her breasts and I cupped them in my hands the same way she was doing mine. It was the second time I had touched a girl's breasts; the first time was with Jill in her bedroom and it had not gone well with me being accused of raping her. The second time was when I had held mine up this morning and now the third time as I caressed Cindy's. Cindy's breasts felt good and I started kneading them harder and Cindy broke the kiss to tell me to be gentler as I was treating her breasts like guys do. That little nymph I thought what guys is she allowing to play with her breasts as it quickly left my mind as she moved her mouth to my breast playing with my nipple with her teeth. It felt so good that I felt something starting to stir in my crotch and I looked around Cindy's head expecting to see an erection and all I saw was a tuft of hair and a flat crotch with no erection. Cindy stood up pulling me up with her mouth still attached to my nipple until both of us were standing in the bathtub as she placed her hand between my legs caressing my new vaginal lips. It felt like she was caressing different parts of my penis and I guess in a way she was only now it was just arranged differently. Cindy put her hand inside my vaginal lips and she caressed a hot spot at the top of my new vagina telling me that was my new clitoris. It felt like she was touching the head of my penis only now it was inside of me instead of outside. I took my hand and placed it between Cindy's legs caressing her vaginal lips with my hand copying what she had done to mine. I was used to touching a penis my own; touching Cindy vagina was so different nothing to hold onto only soft folds. I inserted my middle finger and felt around Cindy's slit moving it up until I felt her clitoris and again copied what she did with mine. Both of us were playing with each other's clitoris and felt like I was going to cum only now I it felt very different than when I was a guy, I felt the need to thrash about on her finger as I squealed a high-pitched squeal as I experienced my first orgasm as a girl. I felt Cindy squirm on my finger as she let out the same high-pitched squeal as she embraced me in a hug again French Kissing me. "We must wash and hurry and get dressed if you want any breakfast before we leave for the beach Cindy said. Each one of us quickly washed off and I got out and grabbed a towel as I started drying off. Cindy stopped me telling me that I now had softer skin and unless I wanted to rub myself raw, I should pat myself dry now that I was a girl. So, I patted myself dry the same way Cindy did and I picked my night gown and panties up as I put the robe on and tightened the sash as I followed her back to the bedroom. Cindy opened a drawer and handed me a lace bra and matching panties with lace at the leg openings with a little pink bow in the center of the lace at the top. I struggled with the bra until Cindy told me to turn it around and hook the hooks spin it back around and put it on. I put the bra on and it was obvious that it needed to be adjusted as the straps were sitting loose on my shoulders. Cindy looked at me and saw the problem walking up to me to show me how to adjust the straps for the proper fit. Cindy handed me a white girl's short sleeved tee shirt and a pair of blue jean shorts, I pulled the girls top over my head and noticed that it matched my curves fitting kind of tight. If I thought the shirt was tight the shorts were tighter. I had never worn shorts that had a rear zipper and it felt really funny pulling the zipper up my rear and fitting so flat and tight in the crotch. I had always liked the way girls looked in tight clothes and mom and Cindy had heard me say that before only now I was the girl in the tight clothes and I found them a bit confining. I guess I was just getting my just deserts for my previous commits, I guess. Cindy handed me a pair of girl's white sandals to put on my feet with thin white straps to keep them on. Cindy dressed in a similar outfit and we both left the room and walked to the kitchen to help mom with breakfast. I had trepidations about seeing mom for the first time as a girl and when she saw Cindy and I she said there are my two beautiful daughters which made me cringe being referred to as a girl even though I was one. "Come on girls help me in the kitchen with breakfast so we can get the men to load the car and on our way to the beach," mom said. Mom handed me the bread to make toast and Cindy a pan to cook eggs while she checked the oven to check on the bacon and, in a few minutes, we had breakfast made and, on the table, so we could eat. Dad and John walked in just as we put the food on the table I could not believe how much John had grown in the last year he was as tall as I was at five foot nine with broad shoulders while I was now a much thinner smaller girl compared to John who had turned into a man in my absence. "Dad how could you allow them to do this to me," as I started crying and ran off to my room and slammed the door shut to cry on the bed. I had not cried in years and yet today I had cried twice; I guess being changed into a girl has done something with my emotions as I found I did not have the same control over them as I had before, it was now much easier for my emotions to bubble to the surface. Mom knocked on the door and walked into the room still wearing her apron and she sat down next to me taking me in her arms holding me in her arms as I sobbed. "I'm sorry dear but it had to be done to give you a life, the trial was not going in your favor and when this option was suggested we jumped at it to keep you out of jail." "Being a girl may not have been the option that you would have chosen but being a girl can be a lot of fun give it a chance you'll see and besides girls now have most of the same options that boys have in society." Mom dried my tears as I got up and walked back into the kitchen with her to eat my breakfast which I just picked at. Cindy could see I was not eating and she asked me if I would help her pack for our trip to the beach for the week so I followed her to our room. All through it was my old room it looked nothing like it did when John and I shared it now it looked like I was sharing it with Cindy and it was decorated in a completely feminine style with two white girly desks, pink curtains, pink carpet, two twin beds with lacy white bed spreads and a makeup table with cosmetics on top. I guess John now has Cindy's old room by himself and I walked out of my room with Cindy to see John room. I saw socks and underwear lying on the floor and I almost came to tears knowing I would never wear boy's boxer or briefs again as I no longer had the necessary equipment to do so. I felt the need to pee again and I walked into the bathroom and I reached down the front of my shorts to unzip them. It took me two tries to remember that the zipper on these shorts were in the rear instead of the front. I turned around reached behind me and fumbled for a minute for the rear button until I got it unbuttoned and pulled the zipper down along with the shorts and lace panties I was wearing, as I sat down just to pee. What a hassle just to pee instead of just flopping it out and peeing. Standing up so much faster and neater I thought to myself as I moved my bottom to stop the pee from splashing on my leg again. I wiped my wet bottom and stood up and redressed and walked back into the room with Cindy to help her I mean us pack. "Where have you been?" "Peeing," I said to Cindy. "Pack the clothes I got lying on the bed it should be enough underwear for the week for the two of us." I picked up the panties and bras like they were a snake I was not used to touching such feminine lingerie as I put them in the suitcase along with girl's swim suits, shorts, tops and skirts some of which I would have to wear. Some of the items Cindy packed had lots of lace and I had no idea what they were called but I had seen girl's wearing them. John knocked on the door to get our suitcases as I could barely pick mine up it was so heavy. John easily picked mine up I could not believe how much stronger John had gotten while I had become a much weaker girl. As we were leaving the room Cindy reminded me to take my purse as I had forgotten to take it with us as we were leaving our room. Something else I would have to learn to carry a purse and it greatly bothered me to carry one as a reminder to my new status. As we got in the car mom and dad got in the front and John got in the middle with Cindy and I on the outside. In the past it was Cindy who sat in the middle but now with Cindy and I being the girl's and John being the lone guy he now sat in the middle between the two of us. I looked down at my now soft smooth leg compared to John's hairy leg now so different than mine and Cindy's. I had never looked at a guy's crotch before and now I caught myself staring at John's wondering how much larger he had gotten since the last time I saw him nude last year. I stopped myself what was I thinking about another guys penis and how much larger it had gotten. What was wrong with my head? Had they also brainwashed my head to start thinking like a girl also while they were changing my body, I wondered. We stopped at a fast-food outlet on the drive over for lunch with mom telling Cindy and I to find us as booth as the restaurant was rather crowded as I searched for an empty booth, I noticed guys staring at me checking me out a couple of times. I looked down thinking something was wrong at first then it finally dawned on me it was guys checking out a girl, the way I had checked out girls in the past, only now it was me being checked out by the guys. I spotted a hot girl wearing a mini skirt which stopped me cold as I stared at her young hot body. I guess I wasn't brainwashed after all as I was still turned on by a hot girl. I found Cindy sitting at a booth and I sat down next to her waiting for mom, dad and John with the food. A few minutes later they showed up with the food, mom was carrying one tray of food with dad and John carrying anther tray. Mom handed a fish sandwich to Cindy and me while John and dad got hamburgers and fries. "Mom it's not fair, John gets a hamburger while Cindy and I get fish sandwiches." "Girls have to watch their weight and since your one of us now you have to too, so get used to it Jan." After we finished eating and were just sitting there with me drooling over John's fries Cindy turned to me and said the reason, I didn't say anything to mom about the fish sandwiches is that mom and I have had this argument before. I never heard you and mom discuss this before? The reason why sister dear is that we did it in the lady's room and since you weren't allowed in the lady's room until now you never heard the argument before. Mom uses the lady's room as the place to discipline me for un lady like behavior and now you'll get the lecture also. "Girls we need to freshen up for the rest of the drive follow me to the lady's room," mom said. Cindy got up and had to nudge me for me to realize that mom was including me as one of the girls which I now was. It was the first time I had used a public lady's room and I froze at the door looking at the round symbol with a dress on it with the word ladies in the center as I felt I was going in the wrong restroom. Cindy pushed me from behind and I was now in the formally forbidden territory for the first time. The restroom looked very similar to the guy's restroom except the wall tile was pink in color instead of green or white there was no urinal on the wall and only two stalls and a mirror over the sink. I had to wait in line with mom and Cindy as the bathroom was full of girls and women waiting for the stalls or lined up for the mirror to check their make- up. I stood tapping my foot to mask my nervousness at being surrounded by so many girls it made me feel funny like I was in the wrong place. I had never been comfortable around girls and now being one did little to help my feeling of discomfort. I finally made my way to the front of the line and I was brought back to reality when the pretty young girl I had checked out earlier in the mini skirt exited the stall and as I smiled at her like I had done with other girls when I was a guy. She looked right past me treating me as just another girl as she hurried past me to line up for the mirror. Girls' thinking of me as just another girl is going to take some getting used to, I was still thinking of girls the same way as when I was a guy. If I keep thinking of other girls the same way a guy would now that I was a girl I would be looked at by society as a lesbian. Was I ready to change my sexual outlook I was angry at the world and everybody in it? I was happy being a boy and liking girls, could I learn to be a girl and like guys? I would have to ask Cindy what girls see in guys so I could see if I like the same things as I never thought about guys in a sexual way. Mom brought me back to reality as she asked me to open my purse and fix my lipstick in the mirror before we leave the ladies' room. We exited the lady's room with dad asking what took us so long with mom just smiling and saying there was a long line. John asked me as we walked back to the car what goes on the lady's room now that I was a girl and if I could reveal any secrets to him? I just smiled and said I'll never tell and break the girl code as I giggled. John poked me in the arm and said I was already acting like a girl. We made it to the beach house and mom had Cindy and I help her make the beds and clean the bathrooms even though the bathrooms looked clean to me. I thought it unfair that I was having to help clean the house while dad and John watched a baseball game on T.V. I had never thought it unfair before when Cindy and mom had cleaned and the house before as I thought of it as women's work which I used to be exempted from. Now that I was a girl, I was finding out firsthand how much my role had changed as I was now expected to help mom and Cindy with the housework and kitchen duties. By late afternoon we were done the baseball game was over and the beach house was clean to mom's exact specifications as I had to vacuum the floor to the living room twice with dad and John yelling that I was interrupting the game in the seven innings stretch. It was decided that we were going to the beach as I followed Cindy up to our shared room to change into our swim suits. I was expecting my normal guy's swimsuit as Cindy handed me a handful of material pink in color with straps going in all directions. "What's this Cindy?" "Your swim suit, Jan." "It's a girl's bikini." Then it hit me I was expected to wear it. "I can't wear that it will never fit me Cindy." "Yes, it will, it will fit you perfectly now that you have the body for it," Cindy said. Cindy started stripping off her clothes right in front of me until she was standing nude in front of me. I tried not to stare but couldn't stop myself and I again looked down to see if I had an erection only to see my flat smooth crotch. "Quit staring at me and hurry up and get undressed were missing beach time." "I guess I'll have to talk to mom about doing something to get you used to being around naked girls, save those stares for hot guys," Cindy said. I reached back and unbuttoned and unzipped my shorts pulling my shorts and panties down at the same time. I pulled the top over my head and fumbled to unhook the stars on my bra finally letting it drop into my hands. I held up the bikini trying to figure how to put it on until Cindy grabbed it from me telling me the tag on the bottom goes on the left side as I turned it around and pulled the bottoms up and tight on my crotch barely covering my crotch hair, it fit so low on me. Cindy helped me with the top tying the various straps as she showed me what she was doing. Cindy handed me one of my old tee shirts with my favorite baseball team logo on it. I remember it being a little large on me now I was swimming in it, it was so large on me. I looked in the mirror on the door and I saw a girl 's reflection looking back at me wearing her boyfriends oversized tee shirt stopping just below her crotch showing off her shapely legs. I covered my eyes with my hands to hide my reflection as I could still not believe that I was that sexy girl reflected in the mirror. Cindy was dressed in a matching bikini and she also put on a cover up as she called it and she grabbed a bag with towels and sunscreen as she handed me a girl's wide brimmed straw hat and pink girly sunglasses to put on. I walked down the stairs following Cindy where we met John wearing a tee shirt and swim suit with mom wearing a white cover up and dad in a swim suit with a towel hung loosely around his neck showing off his hairy chest. John got my old job carrying the ice chest and umbrella to the beach I was now the recipient of being a girl as all I had to take to the beach was bag full of towels instead of the heavy ice chest or large umbrella. Dad walked in front of us looking like he was looking for someone and he spotted a group on the sand and headed over towards them already on the beach. When I walked up, I spotted Jill and her best friend Tina and some other girls I recognized form school lying out on beach towels with Jill's parents under the umbrella. With dread on my face I heard myself saying in my new softer voice, "No, No, No!" I saw a big smile on John's face when he saw all the girls lying on the towels in bikinis. Jill saw me and she stood up and walked over to me to check me out. "Pull the tee shirt off so I can see the whole new you, that was your favorite tee shirt wasn't its Jan," Jill said. I pulled the tee shirt off and Jill let out a wolf whistle as I squirmed in front of her trying to cover myself with my arm across my breasts and my other hand covering my crotch without much success it was obvious even to the casual observer that I now had a female body. "My you turned out soft and feminine, so girly," Jill said. Jill ran her hand over my legs moving her hand quickly over my crotch. "I can't wait to see you nude, to see if you look the same in the crotch as other girls." "I'll check the breasts later to see if there as girly as they look with large pink areola and nipples making you one of us." I just looked down in shame as what she said about my body was now true; there was no way to deny that I had a female body. Jill grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the group of girls and introduced me as Jan an old friend from school who was away for the last year. Tina stared at me so hard I could swear she was boring holes through me as she checked out my new body. "Hi Jan." "Hi Tina." I saw the shocked expression on Tina's face as I answered in my high- pitched voice so like her own in pitch. Tina motioned for me to lie between her and Jill as she moves to give Jill and I room to lie on the towel next to her. I lay on the towel between Jill and Tina I was silently seething. That was the two bitches that had forced me to become a girl and now I was being forced to confront both of them in a social setting so I could not make a seen. Later I'll get those two alone so I can show them about I really feel about what they did to me, until then I decided to play nice as causing a seen in front of everybody would accomplish nothing. Tina turned to me and said in a loud voice that I looked like I recovered fully recovered from my accident and fit as any other girl. One of the other girls Sharon asked what accident I had been in and Jill jumped in saying that I had been injured accident and in a coma for the last year and this was the first time that they had seen me since the accident. Sharon said it looks like you've fully recovered and ready to work on your tan she said with a giggle. I took my mp3 player out of the bag and put the earphones in my ears so I could drown out Jill and Tina as I was forced to lie next to them on the towel. I felt that I had enough sun on my front side and rolled over on my back. As I did so Tina offered to apply sunscreen to my back and legs and as she did so I felt her hands checking out my muscles on my arms and legs and the softness of my skin. I head Tina whisper to Jill that my skin felt as soft and smooth as any other girl's, nothing like a guy's. As I laid on my stomach with my head facing Jill, I could see her staring at me checking out my body trying to see how much I had changed in the last year. I could tell she wanted to see more, to look underneath my bikini to see if I really was like every other in the nude. If I had my way, I would make sure that Jill never gets the satisfaction of seeing the results of how she had me transformed. I heard Jill say girls I have to use the restroom would you like to join me? Tina stood up with Jill and she kicked me in the leg for me to go also. Even thorough I had to pee pretty bad I was determined to hold it and not go into a room where Jill and Tina could see the fruits of my transformation into a girl. How I hated Jill for what she had done to me. Jill and Tina came back and laid down again beside me on their beach towels for a few more minutes until Tina suggested we take a walk along the beach. I was bored from lying in the sun and a walk along the beach seemed like a good idea as I stood up with the other girls for a walk. I did not want to go with Jill and Tina but I knew that if I stayed, I would get hassled by my parents and didn't want that. I could tell by their expressions that they felt bad about my transformation. Me acting sullen and withdrawn hating Jill and the world only accomplished nothing. I had time with my headphones on to think that the maybe the way to beat Jill at her own game was to become a better girl than her beat her at her own game show her I was a better person than she was. One minute I was hating her the next trying to beat her at her own game I know I sound conflicted but I was I had lost the center to my life being changed into a girl had changed everything and I need a goal to cope. Maybe that goal could be beating Jill and showing her that I was a better person, girl than she was maybe that was it. As we walked along the beach, we passed some bathrooms and from what I remember from the boy's side they had showers inside to wash the saltwater from the ocean off. I stopped and asked Jill if she would come with me to use the restroom as I had to pee. When Tina and Cindy tried to follow one to protect me the other a voyeur, I stopped both of them telling them Jill and I would catch up in a few minutes. I had Jill follow me into the girl's restroom and just I thought it had the same setup as the guys had with a room of showers off the main restroom. The bathroom was just as smelly as I remember the guys was and just as dirty and when I walked into a stall the seat was just as wet covered in piss just like the guys. I pulled my bikini bottoms down my legs and I hovered over the seat realizing that if I didn't want to get my legs coved in piss that I would have to hover or squat from now on just like every other girl. It felt weird squatting over the seat and it was hard on my leg muscles to squat with my legs spread as the pee came out of my slit. Jill said that I sounded like any other girl when I peed and I told her the change was so complete that my body was just like hers and to prove it I grabbed her hand pulled her into one of the shower stalls where I pulled my bottoms off to show her just how much I was just like her. "It's true you really the same as me," Jill said as I pulled my bottoms back up and walked out of the shower to catch up with the other girls. When we caught up with Tina and the other girls Jill just nodded her head at Tina and whispered into her ear as Tina turned towards me and nodded. As we walked along the beach a group of boys approached us, Sharon knew some of them as she went to a different high school that the rest of us. Apparently, Tina and Sharon had gone to junior high school together and then they had gone to different high schools due to school boundary lines. I noticed that the conservation among the girls changed when the guys walked up. I had the opposite reaction as just becoming a girl I was shy around other girls and I opened up when the guys as I was used to being around guys. I kidded around with the guys and it wasn't until we paired off into couples and one of the guys took interest in me that I became nervous. Being friends with another guy was one thing but having a guy hit on me was something else. I didn't know how to respond in this situation if I had grown up a girl, I might know what to do but thrust into this situation as a new girl I became shy which seemed to just make him try all the harder to get me to show some interest. Jack was a hunky guy and I'm sure all the other girls would be swooning over him and I'm sure in the past that was what happened as Tina whispered in my ear what a hunk he was thought of in school but to me he was becoming a problem I wish he would leave me alone and go find another girl one who wants to be with a guy. Jack walked next to me and every time I move away, he move closer to me invading my space and then I noticed the other girls walking closer to each other and the guy's right next to them. I noticed that girls do not get the same personal space that guys get and I finally let him stand close to me as moving away was doing nothing. A few minutes later Jack put his arm around me and I was such an emotional wreck from all the changes forced upon me that having strong arms around me seemed to be kind of nice so I left his arms around me. We walked up to the arcade on Main Street and Jack decided to win a large pink elephant for me at the shooting gallery. I could believe what a good shot Jack was I had shot a gun before and I was only half as good as him and when he handed me the large stuffed elephant, I turned red from embarrassment. Cindy had to whisper in my ear that the proper way for a girl to repay a guy for such a nice gesture was for me to give him a kiss. I could not believe that I was kissing another guy but as I brought my pink fingernails up to his neck, I was reminded that I was not a guy anymore, was I. I kissed Jack on the lips and it annoyed me a little that his whiskers tickled and scratched my soft face. After the kiss all the girls surrounded me to look at the stuffed elephant as the other guys tried to win other stuffed animals for the other girls. We left the arcade with all the girls having received a stuffed animal from at least one guy and the girls had determined when we took a bathroom break together to pay the guys back by going to a dance at the beach with the guys. We were to meet up at eight and from what the other girls had said as we were in the bathroom, we were going to dress up in miniskirts to have the guys drooling over us. Some of the assumptions that I had about girls and the lady's room were being confirmed as I was now privy to the mysteries of the ladies' room. As I said I would meet Jack latter he grabbed me and gave me another kiss this time sticking his tongue inside my mouth French kissing me like Cindy had done earlier. The whole time I had been a guy I had never had a girl French kiss me even Jill in her bedroom had just kissed me on the lips and now that I was a girl, I had been French kissed twice in one day. As I walked back to the beach house with Cindy, she asked me what I thought about kissing a guy and I had told her I like it but I don't like it and she had told me I would be an idiot not to kiss a dreamy guy like Jack. Instead of being able to sit around like I did when I was a guy and got back from the beach, I had to again help Cindy and mom in the kitchen with dinner then Cindy and I would have to hurry to get ready for the dance. No just throwing on jeans and a tee shirt for me any longer now I had to worry about being feminine fresh and properly attired with evening make-up and my hair and nails fixed before I could go. So much to do so little time with only four hours before the dance tonight With the three of us making the taco salad it took less time than I thought to make dinner and with Cindy and I doing the dishes we had just enough time to get ready for the dance. Cindy committed how much faster we were in the kitchen now that she had another girl to help referring to me and this time I did not cringe when she referred to me as a girl as I was becoming more at ease with that reference. To hurry Cindy laid out my clothes on the bed and I did not object to the mini jean skirt and short pink girls top she had laid out for me. I thought the matching pink bra and pink lace panties were a bit much as I would have preferred cotton with less lace but Cindy was insistent that I wear matching lace lingerie as she said it was such a turn on to guys. I walked out with Cindy with mom reminding me that the two of us had an eleven curfew and to make sure we went with Jill and Tina as there was safety in numbers for girls. At dinner mom had lectured me that I would have to be more concerned with personal safety now that I was a girl and that I should never walk alone after dark by myself. I now had to be concerned about the possibility of rape something that had never concerned me before and just the thought I involuntarily felt my vaginal lips clamp shut. On the walk over to Jill's I was noticing that I was becoming closer with Cindy I had always thought of her as a little kid and now I was looking at her in a new light with more respect that she had more insight than I had given her credit for. I was now experiencing the bonding process that sisters go through and I was finding it to be rewarding on a number of levels more so than anything I had ever had with my brother John. We arrived at Jill's just as her and Tina were getting dressed before as a guy, I would have had to wait but now as a girl I walked right into Jill's room to sit on her bed as she stood in front of me changing her panties and bra. I still to see what lingerie she was wearing but seeing a nude girl no longer having the same effect on me. I now saw one of the advantages to having a vagina as I no longer had to worry about erections, if I kept my facial expressions neutral there was no obvious way to tell you were turned on. I would never have to worry about having an embarrassing erection again. I could look at Jill and Tina undressed and half-dressed and no one could tell if it still aroused me. Jill and Tina finally finished dressing and we met up with Sharon and some of her girlfriends until we had half dozen girls walking to the dance. I found Jack waiting for me in front of the dance hall and he handed me a single rose as he leaned down to kiss me. We walked into the dance and Jack escorted me onto the floor and we did a fast dance and when it ended, they started a slow dance. Dancing a fast dance where there was no contact was fun but when Jack put his arms around me in the slow dance, I began to feel funny again. I did not like having a guy wrapping his arms around me and holding me in a tight embrace. I made it through the dance and then danced a couple of more dances until I became hot and asked Jack if we could go and sit outside to cool off. Jack walked me outside and all the benches around the dance hall were taken so we started walking down the path along the beach to find an empty bench. Jack kept his arm around me and held me close to him as we walked and after about ten minutes, we found an empty bench in a secluded area and it wasn't until I sat down, I remembered mom's words about me now being a female and I should now avoid secluded areas. Jack raised my head up and kissed me forcing his tongue into my mouth as I felt his hand brush against my breast. I had no idea how to control an aggressive male and his wandering hands as his hands touched various parts of my body. In between my kisses Jack placed his hand under my skirt and started moving it slowly up my leg and to stop him I put my hand on his crotch where I could feel his growing erection in my soft hand. Jack stopped moving his hand up my skirt and instead he pulled his hand out from under my skirt and placed it on his crotch where he unzipped his pants and freed his erect penis. Jack grabbed held my hand as he placed it against his erect penis and started moving my hand up and down forcing me to give him a hand job. I figured that giving Jack a hand job would be good enough but Jack had other ideas he put his hand on the back of my head and started forcing my head down towards his erect penis. I tried to resist be Jack was much stronger than me now, last year I would have been at least able to put up a good fight when I was forty pounds heavier and had balls and testosterone in my system but now with no balls and estrogen and a female slit to protect I gave in and placed my mouth on his penis. I kissed the head of his penis and took my tongue and licked the sensitive head making his penis quiver. Jack pushed my head down forcing his erection deep inside my mouth and I gagged trying to pull my head up in Jack's vice like grip. I stopped gagging and relaxed keeping his penis buried deep in my mouth. Jack started moving my head up and down slowly and I figured that Jack would not release me until I made him cum and I started sucking his cock with vigor. "That's it sucks on its baby!" "You're so good almost like you've done this before." The last response I got when I took my hand and cupped his balls with one hand while I put the other hand at the base of his dick. All of sudden I felt Jack shudder as my mouth was filled with cum. I found the taste a little salty but good and I made sure not to let too much dribble down my chin as I was filled to overflow. Jack 's softening penis flopped out of my mouth and he quickly put it back into his pants as Jack was zipping his zipper, I opened my purse and removed a tissue to wipe the dribbling cum off my mouth. I opened my compact and repaired my make-up. Jack stood up and walked behind the bushes where I heard the sound of him peeing in the bushes. I remember doing the same thing when I was a guy but now that I was a girl the thought of squatting behind a bush with my panties pulled down around my knees and my short skirt hiked up did not appeal to me. "Jack come on let's go I have to pee." "Jan there a bush you can go there." "Ha, Ha, very funny Jack, I'm not squatting behind some bush now let's go." We walked back in silence with Jack again putting his arm around my waist holding me close to him. I was lost I thought on my walk back with Jack, wondering if what I had just done was a gay act and I'm sure if I was still male it would have been but now, I have my doubts. I guess now that I was female it would be considered a heterosexual act. When we got back to the dance and as I waiting with the other girls to use the ladies room I listened to two other girls talk about how they had wrapped their guys around their finger and all it took was a blow job one said to the other like it was no big deal for a girl to do it if and fact the way she sounded it was empowering to her. I now realized the power I had over Jack and something that I had at first thought of as a degrading act as a male was actually an empowering act for girls.