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All the medical interventions for feminizing boys were centralized at the
regional facility. It was a long drive to get there, but neither Kyle or
his mother Ann felt like talking on the way. Finally they arrived,
checked the building directory, and found Dr. Taylor's suite. After the
registration formalities Kyle was told to wait in an examining room while
his mother was interviewed by Dr. Taylor in her office. The nurse
assistant efficiently checked his vital signs, asked some medical history
questions, and then left. Kyle sat looking around room. He noticed a wall
rack of information pamphlets with titles like "Hormones and the
Transitioning Boy" and "Deciding the Best Options for Surgery." He was
about to start reading one of them when he heard the doorknob turn. He
quickly sat down as Dr. Taylor entered.
"Good morning, Kyle. You may call me Dr. Rebecca. First names with title
create more open doctor-patient dialog while still maintaining a
professional relationship." She had a highly professional manner, but
obviously knew how to put patients at ease.
"Ms. Madeline Lee, your counselor, has asked me to meet with you on short
notice and prior to your psychological evaluation here at the Regional
Center. This is unusual. Because of your age your case is a challenging
one. Our regional team has evaluated many boys for gender reassignment.
As you probably know, only very special boys are considered; each
individual school typically refers someone for reassignment evaluation
only every couple of years. Not every boy who is evaluated there is
approved to become a girl. I have reviewed the material sent me by Ms.
Lee, and I have now spoken to your mother."
Kyle was breathing heavily and his fingers were gripping the chair arms.
"You appear to have been showing favorable traits since early childhood,
and the fact that you were not fully evaluated in third grade or soon
after is most unfortunate. Now I am confronted with a child whose amazing
aptitude scores indicates potential to make important scientific
contributions, but who has spent his middle school years being educated
and socialized as a boy. Everything would have been much easier if you
had been evaluated in a timely manner It is almost certain that you would
have been referred to this clinic four or five years ago. Your
psychological evaluations, social transitioning, and medical treatments
would have been started at the proper time and in the proper sequence
using our current feminization protocols.
Your situation is further complicated by your mother's ambiguous
attitude. The last few days have involved a lot of new information, and
she is very stressed by your situation. Your mother may need support and
counseling. I am telling you this because successful feminization of a
boy requires an adult female's full and unconditional support.
"Ms. Lee scheduled this emergency appointment because she is concerned
about how close you may be to puberty. The good news is that you still
have a little boy's androgynous body. You have not developed an
adolescent physique, nor has your voice started to change. There are
drugs I could prescribe that would keep your male hormones from
initiating irreversible changes.
"Boys who are referred here on the normal schedule are given hormone
blockers and a low dose of estrogen when they start middle school. The
drugs affect their bodies, but more importantly affect the development of
their minds."
Kyle was ready to tell her how much he wanted her help. The doctor looked
at him with a sad expression.
"In recent decades nearly all gender reassignments have started much
earlier than your current age. You fall outside the scope of the standard
protocols, and adjustments would need to be made. There is little
clinical outcomes research to guide me."
Kyle did not like what she was implying.
"But, the crucial problem is that you have not yet been given the
psychological, social, and political assessments for gender reassignment.
In fact, it appears that Ms. Lee has not even gotten you scheduled for
this here at the Regional Center. As a responsible professional I do not
believe in starting medical interventions until all the recommended age-
based assessments have been done and the Chief Psychologist has given
written approval. The purpose of the personality assessments is to be as
sure as possible that the child will complete the gender transition and
will grow up to be a successful and happy female.
"Although some procedures I can offer a pre-teen are reversible, others
are not. If a boy leaves the feminization program, voluntarily or
involuntarily, the next step is a work camp career assignment. Consider
the danger. Can you imagine a beardless teen with a high voice and
budding breasts arriving at a work camp? It is a disgusting fate you do
not want to even think about.
"Given your mother's mixed feelings, and given that you still need
psychological assessment, I do not feel comfortable providing you with
any medical intervention right now."
Kyle started crying. As he sobbed his mother was brought into the room.
She hugged him and started crying too. "Let's go," she sobbed. "I know
you are disappointed, but I have agreed to talk to Ms. Lee privately
about your situation. She was a family counselor who worked with adults
before she hired on with the school. I am sure she will help me figure
out ... I love you, Kyle, no matter what."
Kyle was still shaking as they left the clinic and headed back toward
home.
"Do you want me to drop you off at school, or do you need to take a sick
day?"
"School," Kyle said shapely. He was upset, but in school he could keep
busy. When he got home he received a surprising announcement.
"Eat quickly. Ms. Lee is coming over this evening."
This was unusual, Mother often had female friends visit and sometimes
spend the night, but Ms. Lee and mother had never been close friends as
far as Kyle knew. From what had been said earlier he realized that this
was a professional visit about him, not a social call. Kyle ate and then
helped Mom clean up as he always did. Frantically he went around the
living room picking up his stuff and making everything tidy. He was
carrying an armload into his room when the doorbell rang.
Kyle returned to the living room and was shocked to see both Ms. Lee and
Hillary standing in the doorway. He had been taught better manners than
most boys. "Good evening Ms. Madeline Lee and Hillary Lee," he said
nervously.
Ms. Lee immediately took charge. "I decided to bring Hillary at the last
minute. I am sure you don't mind. Ann Clark and I need to talk on a
professional basis. We can stay here in the living room, but would
appreciate some privacy. Hillary, please go with Kyle to his room and
stay there until called. Just keep the door part way open."
Kyle's mother looked shocked.
"It is all right. Hillary is mature enough to handle the situation and
keep things proper. Kyle has not had a chance to really talk with her for
years. Besides, we need to start using every chance we get to give Kyle
experience doing the things that every normal girl does."
"But my room is a mess," Kyle said desperate for a way out of this
situation.
"Nonsense, Hillary has likely seen worse", Madeline declared. "Other
girls do not always keep their rooms neat either. Now get going, girls."
Hillary marched to Kyle's room and went right in.
"Did you hear her say 'get going, girls' and refer to how 'other girls'
keep their rooms?" she said with a conspiratorial smile.
Kyle did not know how to answer and stood dumbfounded.
"Look Kyle, my mother is a professional counselor who understands your
situation. She said she would be your champion. She is already thinking
of you as a girl. She asked me to help you and, of course, I agreed.
Let's make use of the time and get started."
Kyle pulled back. Like other boys his age he had received endless
warnings to stay away from girls and not get into trouble. He had been
told of older boys who snuck away from the work camps and who were
severely punished for what they did with girls. Why did Ms. Lee come up
with this crazy idea of going to his room, and why did his mother not
forbid it?
"Kyle, I know what you are worried about. I am not suggesting we do the
disgusting stuff boys used to pressure girls to do."
"I'm not like those men in the work camps who ..."
"Kyle, don't be afraid. I can see by your reaction that you are not into
that sort of thing. Listen to me. I suspect you are not comfortable being
a boy, and you need to start thinking like a girl right now.
"My mother told me that our big personality assessment will be soon. If
you want to stay in school you will need to convince everyone that you
have the mind of a girl. Unlike the boys who were lucky enough to be
reassigned in elementary school, you have not spent years living 24/7 as
a girl. I bet you have never even worn a dress."
Kyle rolled his eyes.
"That was a good start. Girls roll their eyes all the time. Now let me
tell you a few girly secrets. And after I tell you my secrets you need to
tell me about these pretty dance posters on your wall and explain why you
have a floral bed spread."
Kyle blushed.
After nearly an hour Kyle and Hillary were called back to the living
room. There was some polite conversation and then Madeline and Hillary
left. Mother leaned against the wall and sighed as the door closed. Kyle
busied himself cleaning up and awaited what would come next.
"We had a long, professional conversation about my feelings and your
situation. I am still uncertain and confused, but I agreed to follow-up
sessions with Madeline and with some other specialty counselors.
"What is important is that she convinced me that I need to be supportive
of your desire to transition into a female, college-bound student. I told
her that I was really concerned about the drastic changes we both would
face, and the consequences if your transition attempt is not successful.
I was nervous but listened to her. She insisted that the best outcome for
you will be to be approved for reassignment, be accepted into the
treatment program, and then grow up female. She promised that she and
Hillary would do everything possible to prepare you for the next
assessment step. She kept reminding me that mother's support is an
important factor in successful gender reassignment.
"She told me a great deal about the psychological assessment you will
need to undergo. She said you will be asked questions to evaluate your
attitude on many social, sexual, and gender related issues. They will ask
you to talk about things that normal boys are not comfortable with, and
your answers will need to express your deepest feelings. She said you
will need to instinctively think like a girl. Your suitability for
becoming a girl will be evaluated using age-based progress standards. She
explained that your problem is that those standards were developed based
on boys that were selected for treatment when much younger. To be
convincing during the interviews you will need to think, talk, move, and
use body language like a girl your age. Madeline insisted that this can
not be just play-acting. You have only a short time to get ready. This
worries me, and I am afraid.
"She said she wants Hillary to spend as much time as possible with you
between now and the personality assessment. She told me how Hillary
helped you prepare for the aptitude test. She is willing to get into good
trouble for your sake. I reluctantly agreed with her plans.
"You should rest now. It has been a stressful week. Girls enjoy reading
in bed before falling asleep. I know you still have that biography book
Hillary illegally gave to you. Curl up with it and enjoy."
Ann Clark hesitated. She remembered the pretty sleepwear she used to buy
for Kyle when he was little. Would he like a nightgown again? She was too
exhausted by the day's events to complete the thought.
The next day in class Kyle noticed that Hillary kept glancing at him with
a knowing smile. She was nicely dressed as usual in a trendy, stylish
outfit. Kyle started daydreaming about what it would feel like to go to
school wearing something like that. Reluctantly he refocused his mind on
the lesson. Hillary and Stacy were chatting and looking toward him at
lunch, but of course kept their distance. Kyle wondered what the girls
were talking about, but knew that he was still officially a boy and
should not try to join their table.
Mother was unusually quiet when he got home and initially avoided eye
contact. Eventually she called Kyle over.
"I am still uneasy about all this, but I promised Madeline that I would
support you. On the way home from work I stopped at a store and bought
some girls' panties in your size. Do you want them?"
Kyle looked at what she had placed on the table and eagerly picked up the
package on top. "Thank you, Mommy." He looked at the wrapped contents
with anticipation. "Can I try a pair on right away?"
"If that is what you want, OK. Remember, you must wear them only at home
for now. I will need to show you how girls take care of their underwear,
panties are more delicate than boys' briefs.
As Kyle dashed to his room he heard, "Come back right away and help get
dinner on the table. Madeline and Hillary will be here soon."
As Kyle changed underwear he recalled some of the things Mother used to
buy for him to wear at home when he was little. She never called them
girls' clothes, but he remembered that the smooth fabrics and colorful
prints were different from his normal school and outdoor clothes. Why did
she stop?
Mom was quiet again all through dinner. There were so many things Kyle
wanted to ask her about becoming a girl, but he hesitated. As he cleaned
up the kitchen he wondered why his mother was so hesitant. Was it guilt
about something in the past, or lack of confidence in him?
The doorbell rang, and Kyle rushed to the door. Madeline and Hillary were
carrying bulging bags.
Hillary gave a knowing look. "Wait until you see what we brought."
Madeline looked Kyle over. He was wearing the informal, casual, somewhat
dirty clothes typical for a boy his age. "I am going to run some errands.
I expect to see someone much better dressed when I return.
"Ann, I told Hillary that she can spend as much time with Kyle as she
wants, and she is enthusiastic about coming to visit here in the
evenings. You will be most welcome to bring Kyle over to our house
frequently as well. I even suggested that the two of them can
occasionally seen associating outdoors on weekends and after school. Role
expectations at school are stricter. They will need maintain social
separation around school until I can give official word to the teachers
and staff."
Madeline and Ann watched as Hillary handed Kyle the two bags Madeline had
brought in, and then with two more bags in one hand she grabbed his arm
with the other hand and led him toward his room.
"Have a good time, girls," Ms. Lee said as they disappeared.
"Madeline, what will happen if people find out that Kyle has tried to
become a girl, and for some reason he is not able to, or allowed to,
complete the transition?"
"Don't worry. I have carefully examined Kyle's case file; everything will
work out. Trust me and be supportive. OK? I'll be back soon."
Hillary sat down the edge of Kyle's bed and started unloading the first
bag. "I brought over a lot of my extra clothes for you. I have more than
I need and it looks like you need some. In that small bag are some
accessories, and the heavy bag has a whole bunch of girl magazines and
books for your reading enjoyment."
Kyle watched at first, then realized he should help sort and refold the
clothes. The colors, patterns, and textures were like nothing he owned.
This all seemed amazing.
"We need to make some space in your drawers and closet so you can keep
your girl clothes neat and pretty. Get me some clothes hangers."
"I only have a few hangers, most of my clothes are on the shelves and
even those are really full right now too."
"Then we will make space. Go to the kitchen a get a couple of big garbage
bin liners."
Kyle hesitated but did what Hillary asked. When he got back she was
rummaging through his everyday clothes and throwing item after item onto
a pile on the floor.
"Load these disgusting things into the garbage bags. You won't be needing
them anymore."
"Wait, those are all I have. What am I going to wear?"
"Wise up, girl. From now on you need to wear girl clothes from the moment
you get home until you get ready for school in the morning, and all day
on weekends. At school you need to make a good impression on the teachers
and staff by dressing in nice, well tailored clothes. I am sure you have
noticed that girls always dress up for school. It makes a statement that
they are the future members of the elite professions. No worn out, grungy
boy outfits for you anymore.
"I am saving a few of your better boy clothes. You need to go to school
in outfits that are the male equivalent of businesslike and professional.
I will leave you enough changes of boy clothes to wear when needed from
now until the personality assessments. The rest goes out."
Kyle thought about the situation. Throwing out his everyday boy clothes
was a very symbolic act, and he knew he had to do it, and do it with
enthusiasm. He barely started loading the first garbage bag when Hillary
pulled an opened package of panties from his drawer.
"What are these pretty things?"
"My mother just bought them for me today, and ...", Kyle paused. "...
and, I'm wearing a pair now."
"That's great. I did not have any panties to bring over because girls do
not share used underwear. You are going to enjoy what comes next."
Soon all of Hillary's gifts were sorted and either folded in the drawers
on hanging in the closet. Kyle picked up the trash bags and carried them
out to the dumpster. His mother must have suspected what was going on,
but did not say anything as he headed out the door. When he got back to
his room Hillary gave him a conspiratorial smile.
"OK, now take off everything you are wearing, except for your panties."
Kyle instinctively turned around and started to undress.
"Cute bottom you have. Especially cute for someone who is still
technically a boy. Are you looking forward to when you can start
developing a girl's figure?"
Kyle was totally embarrassed, but knew he had to act like this was
perfectly natural. He knew there was nothing unusual about girls getting
dressed in front of each other. With effort he focused his mind on his
becoming a girl and made sure to avoid any disturbing boy thoughts.
"First put this on. It's called a bralette. It is nicer than an
undershirt and girls our age like to wear them until we start growing
breasts and need some real support."
Hillary was amused as Kyle almost put it on with the straps twisted, and
then struggled to fasten the hooks behind his back.
"Good for a first try. You have really flexible shoulders for a boy.
Aren't you glad you have not bulked up like Jimmy?"
The chatter continued. "Usually girls have their growth spurt before boys
do, and my old clothes should fit you nicely. It is going to be a lot of
fun seeing you wear my outfits. Maybe we can go shopping sometime and let
you pick out your own girl clothes."
Hillary selected a dignified and proper school outfit. Pastel blouse,
dark blue skirt, ankle socks, and buckle shoes. Finally, she led him over
to the mirror.
Kyle stared at the mirror then turned and looked from every angle. He
flashed himself a coy smile then turned and posed for Hillary.
"You are obviously enjoying meeting your girl self for the first time.
But I see I need to work with you on posture, gestures, and mannerisms.
Let's go show your mother."
Kyle knew that this was another important symbolic act. He held his head
high, pulled his shoulders back, and with his least masculine walk he
proudly pranced into the living room.
His mother looked, gasped, and was about to speak when the doorbell rang.
"We'll get it." Hillary declared, pulling Kyle behind her.
Madeline Lee beamed with delight as she saw the two girls greeting her
from beyond the opened door. The three returned to the living room where
Ann was waiting.
Madeline turned toward Ann Clark, but was clearly addressing Kyle. "You
have a lovely daughter, but Hillary and I do not know her name."
Kyle was ready to answer. "My name is Kaylie Clark."
Hillary immediately shouted, "Let's all join hands together in a circle
like we do a scout camp and welcome the new girl, Kaylie."
The circle started with outstretched arms but closed in to a tight group
hug as everyone chanted the new name. When Kaylie looked up she saw that
her mother was crying.
The next evening Madeline dropped Hillary off at the Clarks' home right
after school and said she would return before dinner. Kyle had walked
home and just arrived when his support team arrived. He headed toward his
room to change, but Hillary followed.
"I want to watch." She looked around the room as Kaylie picked out some
clothes. "You have made a good start, but I see I need to teach you a lot
about mix and match. It is too bad that your mother has not been dressing
you like a girl since third grade."
Kaylie plopped down on the edge of the bed. "I am totally wiped out.
Everything is happening so fast."
Hillary sat close. "Don't worry, my mother and I want to help you. Think
positively about your wonderful future as a girl.
"Tell me, did you read any of the things I gave you last night? What did
you look at first?"
"I first looked at you 'Girl's Life' magazine and read a motivational
article that talked about how technology has changed the balance of power
in society from male muscle strength to female mental skills related to
information technology, computers, and molecular biology. I always
wondered about how the Great Social Transformation happened and the
article explained that 'cyberattacks,' whatever they are, played a key
role in allowing the feminists to defeat the patriarchy. The article
emphasized that girls need to develop their science and math skills so
that they can contribute to protecting the Feminist Republic."
"You started with real serious stuff. Is that all you read?"
"I also looked at your 'Modern Girl Romance' magazines. I needed
something relaxing so I looked at the fashion and makeup style pictures
and then read a couple of the fiction stories."
"Tell me more about the romances you read."
"I really liked a story that was about the two girls who both had a crush
on the figure skating star at their school. Eventually they realized the
Miss Skater was actually a very self-centered, nasty girl. The two girls
supported each other through all their ups and downs, and eventually
discovered that they both liked each other much more than either one
liked the figure skater.
"I looked at a few other similar stories and read some of the articles
about real people. It seems the romance magazine is all about attractive
girls falling in love with each other."
"And you enjoyed reading this sort of stories?"
"I never read anything like this before. It is not like the stupid
magazines boys are allowed to read. I was confused at first and ..."
Kaylie fumbled with the hem of her skirt, and then met Hillary's gaze.
"Yes, I liked that kind of story."
Hillary threw her arms around Kaylie. "Wonderful, enjoying teen romance
shows that you are developing a girl's mind. I will bring over more
magazines like that for you to read.
"Now tell me about your floral print bedspread."
"Mom and I went shopping for this bedspread years ago. I was the one who
picked it out, I am not sure why. Mom didn't really object. I guess
something like this makes more sense now that I am a girl in training."
Just then Ann's voice was heard from the kitchen. "Kyle, I mean, Kaylie,
can you come help me prepare dinner? I see Madeline is arriving already."
Madeline made sure that the dinner conversation centered on girl topics
for Kaylie's benefit, while Ann kept trying to change the subject.
Afterwards Hillary and Kaylie chatted for a while about romance
magazines. It was a school night and Hillary had to leave early with a
promise to be back soon.
On another evening and Hillary was looking at Kaylie's dance posters. "I
think it is neat that a boy would have posters like this. Much better
than the action game and race car posters that my friends tell me their
brothers have on their walls. Did you ask for them, or did you mother buy
them for you? You are clearly not like most boys." She turned to Kaylie.
"Do you think these girls look pretty? Would you like to be one of them?"
"I think dancing is so beautiful. At school I am always jealous when you
girls get to do dance class while the boys are expected to go kick a ball
or something outside."
"I love dance, all girls do. Once you are officially a girl you will be
able to take dance class with me and Stacy in the studio. Won't that be
fun? Meanwhile, I can give you private dance lessons."
"Tonight I brought over some dancewear and plan to give you your first
lesson. Lets get you dressed for dancing, pull on these pink tights then
put this black leotard on top. Wait, I forgot, we do not want your boy
parts to create an ugly bulge. Start with this special item that will
make you nice and smooth in front."
Kaylie stared at what looked like a cross between a flesh-colored jock
strap and a thick pair of underpants. "Where did you get that thing?"
"My mother bought it just for you. She said you will need it for your
dance lessons. She said you can also wear it with skinny jeans and other
tight girl clothes too." Hillary saw a confused expression. "You put it
on, then reach inside and arrange your parts to be between your legs, and
finally pull it on up high and tight to keep everything in place."
By now Kaylie was accustomed to changing clothes in front of Hillary, but
making adjustments 'down there' felt a bit embarrassing.
"I do ballet, jazz, and creative dance classes. I will start by teaching
you some really basic dance movement. Follow what I do. It will help you
learn to move like a girl."
Hillary lead Kaylie through a warm-up of bending, reaching, swinging
limbs, moving hips, and expanding and contracting the body core. Her
banter was a mix of encouragement and technical correction as Kaylie
struggled to imitate her.
"Now we will try a few set ballet dance movements. Start with your arms
low in front then bring them up just below your breasts in two counts,
then raise your arms high over your head in two counts then bring them
out to the side for two, then back down in front to finish on eight.
Let's do it to the music.
"You are catching on fast, but need to keep working. You are moving your
arms like a boy. Relax your fingers and imagine you are softly touching
something precious. Slightly bend your wrists. Take the tension out of
your arms and shoulders. Much better, do it a few more times. Then I will
show you another exercise."
After an hour Kaylie was exhausted a ready for a rest. "This makes my
body move in a totally new way. I am going to be sore tomorrow."
"We will do this again every evening. My mother tells me that dance will
really help you master feminine movement. She also wants me to work with
you on hip stretches. She says that will help you start walking like a
girl.
"Before I head home here is some more reading for you. I went to the
library today and checked out a whole list of books that my mother said
were important for you to read carefully. Some are real serious social
and political topics, and some are light fun, just like the romances in
the magazines. She said they will all help speed you along in your
socialization as a girl."
Kaylie looked at the stack of books with titles like 'Feminist Theory
Reader,' 'Women Rule.' and 'Achievements of the Great Social
Transformation.' There were historic authors like Simone de Beauvior,
Audrey Lorde, and Andrea Dworkin, and books by contemporary writers. Some
books were very political while others promoted things like feminist
environmental sustainability. Hillary patiently watched and answered
questions.
"This is a lot to read. "
"My mother knows that, but is confident in your ability to learn. Every
hour you spend doing feminist reading will help you in the assessment."
A pattern was set. Kyle went to school, took his allowed classes and sat
alone in the lunchroom, library, or playground. Jimmy was totally
avoiding him now. Immediately after school hours Kaylie reemerged. Most
evenings Madeline brought Hillary over for a few wonderful hours, but
tomorrow he was going over to Hillary's house for the first time.
Kaylie was nervous getting into the car with Mother for the drive to the
Lee's house. This was her first excursion wearing girl's clothes outside
the house. For a while both Ann and Kaylie looked straight ahead and said
nothing.
"If you are going to go through with this idea of becoming a girl you
will have to learn to appear in public, dear."
"I know, but right now nothing is official. Ms. Lee keeps reminding me
that I have to be a boy at school until I pass the next assessment and
the psychologists issue me my gender transition certificate. I do not
want to get into any trouble that would complicate my evaluations."
"I am uneasy too. Madeline assures me that we are doing nothing illegal,
dressing as a girl is just socially awkward because of your age. It would
have been so much better if ...." Ann Clark drifted of in her thoughts.
When they arrived Kaylie looked around, figured the coast was clear, and
almost ran from the car to the house door. Hillary anticipated this and
had the door open. Kaylie ducked inside followed by Mother. Once the door
was closed the girls greeted with air kisses.
"I bet you want to see my room. Let's go. And I want to warn you that my
mother has big news for you after dinner."
"Have fun, girls. Remember, dinner is in an hour," Madeline shouted as
Ann joined her in the kitchen.
Hillary's room was delightfully feminine and contemporary. The pastel
colors and frilly accessories were balanced by posters of famous women
and banners with feminist slogans. The overflowing bookcase gave evidence
of why Hillary did so well in school, and the large closet filled with
clothes showed why she had so many things to donate to Kaylie.
"Sit down in the chair by the dresser and face the door. I want to get
you ready for dinner."
"What are you going to do?
"I am going to apply just a little makeup to show our mothers how
attractive you can look. For sure they will say you are too young for so
much makeup, but every girl our age hears that."
Hillary started by brushing Kaylie's hair which had not been cut
recently. "I know you do not want a boy haircut again, but somehow we
need to figure out how to get you a trim and styling. Hair grows best if
the ends are trimmed occasionally. I'll talk to Mom."
Hillary picked up a hair elastic and slipped it around a very short
ponytail. "A ponytail looks good on you, Kaylie. Congratulations on
another step. Now let me work on your face.
"Hold still. I am going to use a little eyeliner top and bottom. Try not
to blink.
"This thick stuff is called mascara. It makes your eyelashes look fuller.
"Now a little eyebrow pencil. It is not the best color for you, but this
neutral brown is the best I have.
"I am going to put a little color on you cheeks with this brush.
"And finally, a touch of lipstick. I usually get to wear only pale pink,
but I do have this more grown-up red. I will look dramatic on you.
"OK, you can turn around and look at the mirror. I know you want to see
the results."
Kaylie was amazed. Hillary had made her look like a much older and
somewhat attractive girl. She had no idea that Hillary was such a makeup
expert.
"Girls our age all practice putting makeup on at home. It fun to
experiment with different looks. With the right colors and more time I
can really make you look really good. You need to get your mother to buy
some cosmetics of your own. Until then we can share mine. "
Madeline announced dinner, and the girls proudly waltzed into the
kitchen.
"Kaylie, what have you done with your face?," Ann exclaimed.
Madeline came to the defense. "Your daughter is just doing what is normal
for a girl her age. I think she looks marvelous. You did a great job,
Hillary. Now let's eat."
"Makeup may be normal for a girl, but Kyle...." Ann caught herself. "I
was trying to say that the look is way too mature for his ..." She paused
again. "Sorry, Kaylie. Next time try a more age appropriate look, OK."
Hillary and Kaylie smiled at each other knowingly.
Kaylie recognized that this dinner invitation was intended to be another
feminizing experience. She watched her manners, ate slowly with small
bites, and imitated how Hillary used her arms and hands. Madeline was an
expert hostess and kept a lively conversation going around the table. She
frequently challenged Kaylie by asking unexpected questions about girl
topics that were outside a normal boy's experience, but Kaylie was quick
to improvise an answer.
After dinner the girls helped with the cleanup, and then Madeline
indicated it was time for a talk in the living room.
"I have an announcement. As the school counselor in charge of Kaylie's
case I am responsible for scheduling her for the decisive personality and
socialization assessment." She paused to assess everyone's reaction to
what would obviously come next. "Because she has already demonstrated
truly exceptional intellectual merit in science and math this
psychological assessment will be the remaining hurdle for Kaylie. It is
crucial that she convinces the panel members that she is mentally and
socially ready to become officially a girl. Once the assessment team
makes a positive recommendation to the Chief Psychologist the official
transition process can begin immediately."
"What if she doesn't pass?" Ann asked anxiously.
"She is going to pass. That is my objective as her champion," Madeline
replied assertively. "The key is to give Kaylie enough time to prepare.
She has to compensate for the last few years, and basically catch up in
her female socialization compared to boys who entered the gender
reassignment program while still in elementary school. Fortunately Kaylie
was showing feminine traits in elementary school so she has a good
foundation to build on. And I see by her face that Hillary has been
giving Kaylie different opportunities to share pre-teen girl experiences.
"Kaylie, have you been reading the books Hillary got for you?"
"Yes, I read every minute I am not in school or with Hillary."
"Good. I am going to pull some strings to get you excused from your
afternoon classes. Going to school as a boy is not doing a lot for you
right now. Your time will be better spent reading feminist books.
"Back to the assessment schedule. I decided to schedule you for the
session in May, right after the end of your eighth grade school year.
That gives you several extra months to prepare."
Ann gripped the arms of her chair as Hillary and Kaylie hugged each
other.
"But giving Kaylie more time to prepare has a big risk. Unfortunately,
Dr. Taylor declined to help. I will be clinical about this. There are
still testicles down there getting ready to pump out male hormones.
Kaylie has not started puberty, but is at an age where things could
happen at any time. I am sure she does not want facial hair, a deepening
voice, or broad shoulders."
A shiver went down Kaylie's spine as she thought back to the rejection in
the doctor's office. Hillary held her friend's shaking hand tightly.
"Keep listening, she has a plan," Hillary whispered.
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