When My Brother Become Girly - Part 2

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One Saturday afternoon after finishing showering and shaving my legs and underarms I was sitting on my bed combing out my hair as Cindy walked past my room.  "Your hair's getting pretty long," she laughed as she watched me carefully pull a comb through his hair.  "Almost ready for some pretty ribbons and bows!"

Cindy's comments brought the old feelings crashing back on me, I shouldn't want long hair and I certainly shouldn't have been wearing the panties I had on.

I wanted to cut my hair off right then and there, to change into a pair of boy's briefs and burn the panties.  I wanted to, but then I thought of how pretty my hair would look tied back in a ponytail with a pretty ribbon holding it in place.  I thought of how smooth and soft the panties were and how rough and heavy my briefs were and it wasn't a contest.  I couldn't do anything about what was happening to me and I knew it.  Lost in thought I dropped the brush I had in my hand and bent over to retrieve it.

"Those are my panties!" Cindy exclaimed as she spotted her satin panties.

"What are you doing wearing my underwear you little pervert?"

"I can explain Cindy, just gimme a chance," I begged.

"What are you trying to pull?" Cindy asked suspiciously.  "What are you doing with these things?"

I spent a long time trying to explain things to Cindy who seemed to have a hard time understanding what made perfect sense to me, at least at that time.

Cindy stared at me as if I came from another dimension.  "I don't understand but I think you'd better tell mom.  Dad's gonna freak, that's for sure!!"

"I guess he will," I said sadly.  "I can't help it though, I should have been a girl, just like you.  The only thing is that I really like getting all dressed up and wearing frilly stuff, I want to be the kind of girl mom wants you to be, all satin and lace and stuff!"

"So what do you need from me?" Cindy asked cautiously.  "I can't do anything about dad, I'm sure mom will be proud of you, surprised as all heck but proud!"

"I"m having a lot of trouble learning to apply makeup and fix my hair," I told her.  "I was hoping you could help."

"But you're a boy!" Cindy exclaimed, exasperated.  "Boys don't wear dresses, they don't wear makeup, and they don't run around in their sister's underwear!

"Look, you and I weren't exactly close friends but I just don't think I can handle helping my brother become a girl."

"Please Cindy, I'll be a great sister I promise," I begged. "If you're that serious about being a girl, why not ask mom to help? She knows more about makeup and hairstyling than I do," Cindy suggested.  "You're going to have to tell her anyhow you know, why not do it now and let her help?"

"You don't understand Cindy, I want to surprise mom.  I don't want to say anything to her until I can do everything any other girl can do, until I'm as much of a girl as I can be!"

"But what if someone finds out about you?  What about the other kids at school?" Cindy challenged, obviously trying to weasel out of helping me.

"I guess they're bound to find out," I shrugged.  "But that's not going to make any difference at all.  I'm going to be a girl whether they like it or not!"

It took a lot of convincing before Cindy agreed to help but it's not every day that a girl's brother asks her to teach him how to be a girl. She didn't wear makeup so she couldn't teach me much herself but she did promise to pick me up a few magazines and she even agreed to buy me my own makeup!  She was never this nice to me as her brother, it was obvious that being her sister was going to be much nicer!

Mom wasn't letting up on Cindy, the constant battle over Cindy's dressing continued but Cindy didn't complain as much anymore.  She simply takes the clothes, jewelry, and makeup mom would buy her and put them in her room for me to use.  It was a good system, I got the latest styles, makeup that was perfect for me, and since mom occasionally checked and found that the stuff was being used she eased up on Cindy. Mom was happy, Cindy was happy, and I was ecstatic!

After a few weeks had passed Cindy seemed to forget her reservations about turning me into a girl and became very helpful in my drive to replace my boy's clothes with girl's clothes.  The first thing to go were my briefs, of course, replaced by the prettiest, silkiest panties Cindy could find it for me.  I replaced my white sweat socks with girl's socks bought several girl's tee shirts like Cindy wore and even found a pair of girl's sneakers that were plain enough to pass as boy's sneakers.

It was so wonderful for me to go off to school wearing panties, a girl's tee-shirt, girl's socks, and sneakers, the idea that I was somehow trapped, that I couldn't possibly change into boy's clothes was both scary and exciting!  No one ever batted an eye though, I was just another long-haired guy as far as my friends and family were concerned! One day after school had ended for the year though mom started picking on Cindy wondering why she'd spend so much money on makeup and pretty clothes then never wear them out of the house.

"Don't worry about it mom," Cindy replied trying to avoid ruining my surprise.

"Maybe someday when you quit bugging me about it I'll get dressed up and let you take me shopping.  Until then don't bug me!" That was the wrong thing to say to mom and Cindy quickly found herself on the receiving end of a tongue lashing that would have gone down in the history books as the greatest of all time.  She was being grounded for a month, her phone privileges were being taken away, and there was more to come until I spoke up.

"Please don't yell at her mom," I pleaded.  "She's only trying to help I surprise you." Mom stopped suddenly, her momentum in the argument lost.  "You're not involved in this Jimmy, please mind your own business."

"That's just it mom, I really am involved and I'll prove it!" I told her as I left the table.  I went to my room and from a box, I had hidden in my closet removed pictures that Cindy had taken of me modeling different outfits.  Returning to the kitchen I laid them in front of mom and proudly announced, "This is my surprise, the daughter you always wanted Cindy to be!"

Mom studied the pictures for a few seconds then smiled broadly.  "I'm sorry Cindy, you look lovely in these.  Were you planning on surprising me?"

"Not exactly mom," Cindy hesitated for a long time then glanced towards me.  "That's not me those pictures."

"Of course it's you?" Mom seemed puzzled, glancing at the pictures then at Cindy.  Finally, she took note of Cindy staring at me.  "If it isn't you then who is it?" she asked looking straight at me.

"It's me!" I replied filled with pride.  "I hope I look good enough to make you proud of me!"

"T..t..this is you?" Mom gasped as dad pulled the pictures from her hand.  "What in God's name are you up to?"

"Oh my Lord," Dad uttered softly.  "Tell me this is some sick joke you're pulling Cindy."

"I thought so too at first dad but Jimmy convinced me that it wasn't," Cindy explained, "believe it or not, that's Jimmy in those pictures."

Mom looked at me dumbfounded.  "Jimmy?" She asked, her voice strained. "You'd better have an awfully good explanation for this."

"How can he possibly explain these!" Dad thundered as he threw the pictures in front of me.  "This is sick!"

"I don't understand," I said sadly.  "It just seemed to happen all of a sudden, I don't know why."

"Will everyone please calm down," Mom interjected stepping between me and dad.  She laid the pictures in front of me.  "Now young man would you please explain why you're wearing girl's clothes in these photos?"

I thought for several seconds on just how to answer mom's question before deciding not to drag things out.  "I want to be a girl, that's why."

"You what?" Dad asked seemingly stunned at my announcement.

"Are you serious?" Mom gasped.  "You can't be serious!" "A girl, you want to be a girl?"  Dad was obviously shocked, his face had lost all color and his eyes were bulging.  "When did this happen? You've never mentioned anything like this before."

"I can't remember wanting anything more than I want to be a girl," I explained as best I could.  "Maybe I didn't realize it before but now I'm absolutely certain that I want to be a girl."

"But why?" Mom asked trying to remain calm even though she appeared to be on the verge of crying.  "What made you decide you want to be a girl?"

"I don't really know how it happened mom, I tried to ignore it and be like any other boy but I couldn't help feeling that something was wrong.  I started trying on Cindy's stuff and then I knew for sure, I should have been a girl."

By now I was on the verge of tears.  "Please daddy don't be mad at me, I can't help how I feel."

Dad stared at me but the look of disgust was beginning to fade.  "When did you start thinking that you should have been a girl?  What could suddenly make a normal boy decide that he'd rather be a girl?"

"I'm not sure," I said as I wiped a tear off my cheek.  "The idea of dressing up seemed to come a couple of months ago and it just got worse and worse.  I tried not to give in but the feelings were just too much for me, one day I was taking a shower and wanted to shave my legs and underarms, before I knew what was happening I was wearing Cindy's dresses then mom's underwear."

"Wait for a second," Cindy announced an odd look in her eye.  "Mom, when did you start getting those tapes for me?"

"I don't know," Mom replied offhandedly.  "Three, maybe four months ago why?"

"And they were just supposed to motivate me more in school right, nothing else?"

Mom hesitated before answering.  "Not exactly, the school was just a minor part of it, actually they were supposed to make a young lady out of you but I guess they were a waste of money."

Cindy started to laugh and soon had tears rolling down her cheeks. "No, actually they would have been worth every penny you paid for them if I listened to them!"

"I'm confused," Dad said.  "Those tapes were supposed to make you act like a young lady but you never listened to them, what's the joke?"

"I wanted to throw them away," Cindy laughed as she dried her eyes. "But Jimmy stopped me, he's been listening to them all along!  You got the sweet young lady you wanted mom, it's just that she's your son!"

"Oh my God," Dad gasped in shock.  "This can't be true!"

"I did listen to them," I agreed.  "But they didn't seem to help my grades at all!"

"There has to be some way to reverse this," Mom sobbed.  "I never meant to turn him into a girl, it was all meant for Cindy!"

"I know dear," Dad consoled her with a hug.  "I went along with it to make you happy.  Don't worry, we'll find some way to fix it."

"What if you can't?" Cindy asked.  "What then?"

Knowing what had happened seemed to strengthen the little resolve to stop that I had left.  "Please, there has to be away," I sobbed.  "I was never meant to be like this, there has to be some way to change me back again!"

"But you said you wanted to be a girl, I wish you'd make up your mind!"

Cindy sighed.  "First you want to be a girl, then you don't, I'm confused."

"So was I!" I cried.  "Those tapes did this to me!  I never ever wanted to be a girl, it's not my fault!"

"Calm down, quit crying," Dad told me.  "This whole thing is crazy but there must be a way out.  Just be patient and for God's sake don't let anyone see you dressed up!"

Mom and dad contacted the company that made the tapes but they had never faced a problem like this either.  It turns out that the tapes were a new addition to their line of products which were used to help turn men into women!  They were so successful with a line of tapes that helped mothers turn their sons into sweet young ladies that they branched out into tapes to help women due the same to their Tomboy daughters!  I was unlucky enough to have used a series of tapes meant for a girl.

After numerous visits to Psychiatrists and weeks of testing mom, dad, and I were called into a counselors office and given the results. After much research with the company that made the tapes, it was found that the tapes had an ingenious feature built into them which while planting and reinforcing the suggestion of increasing femininity built a defense against removing the suggestions!  The counselor explained that by listening to the entire set of tapes I had unknowingly allowed

this defense to complete its work and there was absolutely no way to overcome it.  That explained the gradual loss of resistance that I had noticed, little by little the feature had broken my resistance and changed my thought process.  Having completed the change it welded shut the door to the area that it had changed to prevent any reversal.

It was all very precise and scientifically done, I would never again be able to go back to being a normal boy.  For the rest of my life, I would feel out of place as a male, my actions would become increasingly feminine and I would find myself drawn to feminine clothing and lifestyle.  If I expressed my feelings I would be a social outcast, if I tried to suppress them there was no telling the extent of mental

problems I would experience.

I heard the counselor pronounce my death sentence.  "The only thing that I could possibly recommend at this point is that your son undergo treatment for gender reassignment," he told my weeping parents.  "It would actually require a very little adjustment on his part and would avoid a lifetime of torment and mental anguish."

"Very little adjustment!" I screamed.  "How can you say that I'd be a the girl right?"

"That's right, but mentally that would not pose any problem for you, actually you'd find it very pleasurable.  Remember I told you that mentally you'll be developing into one regardless of what you do."

"What would happen to me if I went through with this reassignment thing?"

Even though I was becoming more and more interested in the idea by the second I tried to seem turned off or at least neutral to it.

The counselor saw right through my act, smiling at me and my parents he continued.  "You would immediately be started on a program of female hormones which of course will cause you to develop female secondary sex characteristics; smooth skin, fatty deposits on your hips and buttocks, breasts..."

"Breasts!" I blurted involuntarily.  "I'd have breasts?"

"You'd have all the secondary physical characteristics of a girl your age in about four to five months," the counselor said smiling.  "You'd look perfectly normal in a dress or any other feminine outfit you might choose to wear.

"Frankly with your size and current level of development, you'll become a very lovely young woman."

"But what about..." I asked shyly glancing towards my crotch. "I recommend that as soon as possible you undergo complete reassignment surgery as soon as possible," I was told.  "You'll feel much better about yourself when you're completely female." I couldn't believe that we were all sitting around calmly discussing my changing from a boy to a girl as if we were talking about the weather. It just didn't seem right to me, what about all the years I'd spent as a boy, how could we just pretend they never happened?  "I'm scared mom," I said softly.  "It's like planning my own funeral and I'm waytoo young to die."

"Let me assure all of you that it's nothing like that at all," the counselor advised us.  "Jimmy, you'll still have your family, and in today's society, you'll still be able to do anything as a female that you ever wanted to do as a male.  You'll live the rest of your life as a female but you'll have a life to live."

Apparently, my parents had heard enough to convince them.  "When should he begin the change?" Dad asked after taking mom's hand in his.

"Wait a minute, don't I get a vote in this?" I asked surprised that they had made such a decision.

"Think about it for a few seconds," I was told by the counselor.  "Do you really have any objections to becoming a girl Jimmy?"

It was more time that I really needed.  "No," I sighed.  "Not really. I think it would be so wonderful to be a girl."

"That's what I expected given the amount of time the program has had to influence you," the counselor said with a smile.  "There are a few details which I was asked not to divulge before you made your decision, the company which made the tapes did not want to try to influence you in any way.  The tapes were designed with the intent of making Tomboys into young ladies, they were never meant for use on boys.  Your predicament however provided them with an entirely new market, changing males into females!  You provided all of the testings they needed to successfully market a line of tapes for that purpose and they want to express their appreciation."

"They're happy about this?" Mom was puzzled.  "What if we sued them?"

"That would expose your son here to a lot of needless publicity and embarrassment.  They're very willing to make Jimmy's life very pleasant in return for his unexpected help in making the company unimaginably successful."

When the plans were all laid out mom and dad were impressed and I was amazed.  I was going to be a young woman there was no doubt about that but I would be a very well dressed and well-educated one thanks to monthly royalty checks.

"Wow, they've thought of everything haven't they," I whistled in amazement.

"Not quite everything," laughed the counselor.  "If they had you wouldn't be here today!"

We left the office with a large packet of information detailing the changes that would occur and the promises the company was making. Maybe a normal boy would've been scared out of his mind over the idea of permanently becoming a girl but by now I was not a normal boy by any stretch and I couldn't wait to get home and out of my boy's clothes!

Cindy was waiting for us when we got home.  "Well, what's up with Jimmy?" she asked barely able to control herself.

"Jamie," Mom corrected her with a grin.  "She's Jamie Lynn from now on!"

"Are you serious?" she squealed in delight.  "He's going to become a girl?"

"We'll talk about it later Cindy," Mom told her as she took my hand. "One tomboy for a daughter is enough, Jamie is going to learn to dress right!  At least she'll know how to look and act like a young lady should."

"Oh wow!" Cindy exclaimed, following us to my room.  "My brother is going to become a young lady, this I've got to see!"

I took off my shirt and pants to change into a pair of Cindy's jeans and one of her tops.  As I was fastening one of the bras I had bought for myself it suddenly occurred to me exactly what had happened.  I had spent months dreaming about how great it would be to wear girl's clothes but now it was so very real.

I wasn't just going to dress up in some of Cindy's things for an hour or so then change back, I was going to spend the rest of my life wearing bras because soon I'd need them to support the breasts that I would develop!  Every morning from now on I would slip the straps of a bra over my arms, I'd shave my legs and underarms every time I showered and when I finished my shower I would pull on a pair of panties.  Mom was busily gathering all of my boy's clothes from my drawers and closets.  I wouldn't be wearing them again, ever.

I tied my hair into a ponytail and spent the rest of the afternoon listening to mom and dad explain what was going to happen to me.  I was going to be a girl from now on I was told but for a few weeks, I was to wear jeans or shorts until mom and dad got used to seeing me as a girl. Then I could wear dresses or skirts if I wanted to.

"There are a lot of things you'll have to think of from now on Jamie." Mom poured some juice into my glass and set two small pink pills in front of me.  "This is going to be an everyday thing for you now."

I picked up the pills and looked at them strangely.  They had no obvious markings yet somehow I instinctively knew what I held in my hand.  "Is this what I think it is?"

"Estrogen along with a testosterone suppressant," was dad's contribution to the morning's conversation.  "One will stop any further development as a male and the other will make a female out of you.  In about a month or so you and Cindy will be closer than ever before."

The weeks dragged by so slowly I was beginning to wonder if mom and dad would ever let me dress up in something pretty.  I spent my time helping with housework, practicing feminine mannerisms, and signing all kinds of forms which I never got a chance to really read, and of course listening to a few more tapes to reinforce my new lifestyle.

Once in awhile I got a chance to run a few errands with mom, I was terrified at first but whenever people mistook me for Cindy mom quickly corrected them and introduced me as Jamie.  To those who knew about Jimmy mom simply said that I had been suffering from a recently the discovered hormonal problem which made me seem like a boy although I was really a girl.

Mom explained that it was thought that the best thing to do was to let me finish high school as Jimmy before setting things straight.  People, especially women, ate it up!  Instead of being considered some sort of pervert, I was first pitied than admired for having the courage to become the girl I was meant to be!  The storyline was very helpful to dad since now people felt sorry that he had lost the son every man wants through no fault of his own while Cindy was considered the

perfect sister introducing me to life as a girl!  A totally win-win situation!

Since Cindy didn't have enough jeans and tops for both of us mom took me out on our first mother-daughter shopping trip to pick out a few things I'd need.  I borrowed a cute little clutch purse that Cindy didn't use, packed a couple of tubes of lipstick, tissues, a perfume that I'd bought it because I loved the way I felt about myself when I wore it, a compact and blush for touch up work.  I held the clutch purse tightly, smiled and waved to Cindy and dad as if there was nothing in the least bit unusual about what I was about to do then started for the door with mom.

Mom must have sensed my true feelings or maybe she just heard my knees knocking but she was right there beside me whispering encouragement and helping me through the door.  "You're doing just fine Jamie, you look lovely," she told me.  "Just relax and let your inner feelings take over."

Of course, mom was right, once I took a deep breath and relaxed all of the feelings which the tapes had created in me took over.  I was going shopping with my mom to buy some pretty outfits, just like any other girl my age I couldn't wait to get to the mall.

I found the dreamiest blue dress with an empire waist and embroidered trim around the neck and arms within minutes of entering the first store.  I stared at the dress trying very hard to picture what I'd look like in it.

"Don't just stand there, take it and try it on if you like," Mom's voice broke into my concentration.  "Take a couple of outfits with you though, it's such a bother to get dressed and come out for more!"

"I can do that now, can't I!"  I was overjoyed at the thought of being able to go into a girl's dressing room to try on clothes.  This was so much better than trying to get Cindy to model for me!

"You certainly can Jamie," Mom smiled.  "You have as much right in there as any other girl!"

Mom's words of encouragement pushed me to new heights of shopping pleasure, I may not have been a girl for long but I was determined to make up for a lost time!  Within minutes I was heading for the dressing room with an armload of skirts and dresses with one or two pairs of slacks threw in for variety!

I was heavenly to strip off my jeans and top then slip that gorgeous blue dress over my head.  It fit very well against my padded bra and ended just an inch or two above my knees, nothing flashy just a very tasteful and pretty dress that would look good anywhere.  I smoothed it out as the tapes had taught me to do then hips swinging stepped out to show off to mom.

"That looks perfect on you Jamie," Mom beamed in pride.  "With the right accessories it'll be just right for some special event this summer!"

"I was thinking about white sandals with a medium heel, possibly nude stockings, Opal earrings, and a gold chain, what do you think?" I asked as I admired myself in a mirror.  "Too much?"

"Not at all," Mom assured me.  "I think you have a wonderful taste!"

"I can't wait to show you some of the other outfits mom, I feel just like a princess!" I was bubbling over with joy as I hurried back to the dressing room.

I modeled six dresses, five skirts, three tops, and four pairs of slacks before I was through and if I must say so myself I looked great in each outfit!  One skirt was a gray, black and red check with wide pleats that was a little shorter than any of the other outfits but Ifelt it gave me a sexy look without being slutty so of course I just

had to have it!  Mom said that with my legs it would certainly catch a boy's eye which made buying the skirt a necessity!  I hadn't mentioned it before, not even to Cindy but I desperately wanted to have guys look at me and to want me!  In school, I used to daydream about some of the cute football players and what it would be like to be their girlfriendand be held and kissed by them.

After choosing several outfits including a couple of pairs of silk slacks, sundresses and shorts mom and I made our way to the shoe the department where I picked out several pairs of summer sandals, six pairs of medium height pump to go with the different outfits I bought and a pair of white sneakers with pink trim.  The sneakers weren't the prettiest shoes I would have but I thought the pink trim would go far in offsetting their dull white look.

Mom and I made a sales girl's day at the makeup counter when we purchased a deluxe makeup kit for my dresser at home, and enough foundation, powder, blush, shadow, and lipstick to that I could do makeovers on every girl in my senior class.  Mom thought I was going just a bit overboard on the makeup but I assured her I'd need it to match the many different outfits we'd bought for me!

Mom had saved the best for last, our final stop being the lingerie department!

"Mom, I'm so happy I could cry," I whispered as we approached the racks of silk, lace, and satin in pretty pastel shades.

I selected about two dozen pairs of panties in pink, blue, lilac, and yellow.  I wanted some of the sexy little bikini styles but mom said that for now, the full-cut style would be a much more practical choice, later, when certain physical adjustments had been completed the naughty little bikini styles would fit much better.

I spared no effort to examine every style of panties and bras the store had, I'd walked past these departments so many times in the past dreaming of being able to take my time and shop for just the right lingerie I wasn't going to be rushed now that the time had finally come.

I found myself blushing as I held up a pair of very sexy panties, I wanted to buy them but I still wasn't sure I felt comfortable enough as a girl to be able to wear them.

"I think you may be rushing things just a bit Jamie, they're just a little too much for a girl your age," advised mom.  "Maybe in a few years when you've found the right man and settled down, they'd be a perfect treat for a romantic evening!"

"Do you really think that could ever happen, mom?  Could I ever really fall in love with a guy?"

Mom smiled at me.  "Since you started listening to those tapes, have you noticed any different feelings towards boys?"

I could feel the heat burning up my face and knew I must be as red as an apple.

"I was so upset at first," I told her.  "Suddenly I was noticing how cute some of the boys were and wondering what it would be like to be their girlfriend.  I didn't know what to do until I found out about the tapes, I was so relieved!"

"And now?" Mom goaded playfully.  "What do you think about those boys now?"

"Some of them are stuck up jerks," I admitted sadly.  "But others!"

"Others?" laughed mom.  "Do tell!"

"Others," I mused.  "I want to make them forget that there are any

other girls in this world!  I want so badly to have them hold me tight, kiss me, and make me forget that there ever was a Jimmy!"

"I think some boy is going to be very lucky!"  Mom hugged me and smiled.  "I'm sure you'll be the woman he always dreamed about!"

We shopped a little more while I selected a bit more conservative lingerie than I had first looked at then headed home where I spent hours modeling my treasures for mom and Cindy, it made me feel very sad but dad still wasn't ready to see me in anything more feminine than slacks and tops.

I took my new pills every day and it wasn't long before I started to notice small changes to my body and mind.  My butt was beginning to fill out as were my hips and my chest was becoming so sensitive that I would occasionally get a cheap thrill from my padded bra rubbing across my nipples!  I hadn't needed to shave yet before I started listening to the tapes and now the combination of blocking male hormones while increasing female ones had teamed up to make it unnecessary ever again.

The changes to my mind started of course with the desire to wear pretty clothes and act like a young lady but took an interesting turn once the hormones had kicked in.  Now I was feeling much more emotional, things that had never entered my mind before were now important to me.  I started to notice things like the flower bed in a neighbors yard, the way items were displayed in stores, and of course boys!

I had told mom when we went shopping that I had started looking at guys differently some time ago but now guys weren't just different, they were cute, well built, dreamy, and in some cases very desirable!  To a guy it may seem silly that a girl would take a little extra time in the mall restroom making herself look good but when I was anywhere that guys could be found I made extra certain that my hair looked pretty, my the outfit was perfect, my makeup just right, and that there was a happy look on my face.  I knew from personal experience that nothing but nothing caught a guy's attention the way a smile would so whenever I saw a cute guy approaching I always tried to smile.  I didn't care if I had just broken every nail on both hands, I was going to smile!

A few weeks after our shopping trip mom came into my room one Saturday for a little talk.  She solemnly announced that she felt that dad was taking far too long to adjust to his new daughter and that we were going to do something about it.

"I managed to talk him into taking us to a really nice restaurant and then a show tonight," she announced.  "This is going to be the night when your father realizes that you are a beautiful young woman and he's just going to have to accept it!  I've already booked you with my hairdresser for a complete makeover!"

"Are you sure this is the right way to do this mom?"  I was barely able to conceal my excitement, Finally, I was going o show daddy the girl I wanted to be and had become!

"It's the only way left now honey," Mom assured me as I climbed out of bed tugging my baby doll nighty down over my panties.  "We tried giving him time but he's having trouble accepting you as a girl.  You're never going to be anything but a pretty young woman so we might just as well push him into accepting you that way!"

As I showered and dressed mom explained that I'd spend most of the day at the beauty parlor, she used where I'd be given the works, a new hairstyle, pedicure, manicure, and makeover.  Once I was beautiful we'd come home and change into pretty outfits then dad would have three lovely ladies as his dates for the evening!

How could I want more?  I was going to get a complete makeover before going out with my family as a pretty young lady.  My heart was pounding throughout breakfast and all the way to the shop.

Mom's friend Betty owned the shop and had been nice enough to schedule plenty of time to do the transformation.  She showed me to a small restroom where I removed I slipped a cotton gown over my clothes to keep them from getting damaged by the chemicals.  She talked to mom for a few moments while another lady was washing my hair and when I looked up mom was gone.

"Don't worry honey," Mary Ann the shampoo girl told me.  "You're going to be tied up for a little while so your mom's going to do some more shopping.  This way she can be surprised at how pretty you look when she returns."

I thought about the idea for a bit and managed to overcome my fears of being left alone in this feminine fortress, after all I wanted to look pretty and now I would have expert help!

Once my hair was shampooed I was led to a styling chair where Betty began combing and snipping while another woman began work on my fingernails and toenails.  Talk about having your dreams come true I was sitting in a beauty shop getting my hair done and having a manicure and pedicure too!  What more could a girl want to make her feel special!

The manicure and pedicure kept me occupied while Betty was busy with her snipping, combing, and rolling my hair onto large pink curlers. Once my nails were done another lady began work on my eyebrows with some type of needle.

"This will keep them from growing back once I get them shaped just right," she told me as she stung my brows with the needle.  "You can't look your best with unruly, bushy eyebrows!"

When my nails and eyebrows were finished all that remained was my hair and makeup which Betty wanted to do herself.  The other women made me promise to stop back on the way to dinner so they could see the results of their handiwork.  Of course, I agreed!

"I guess all this was quite a shock at first?" Betty asked once we were alone.

"Sort of," I shrugged.  "I didn't know mom planned on bringing me here but I'm really glad she did."

"I meant it must have been a shock to realize that you suddenly wanted to be a girl!" Betty laughed ignoring my comment.  "I guess getting into a girl's pants took on a whole new meaning to you!"

"It was a hormone problem," I stuttered lamely trying to stick to the story mom had made up.  "My family just thought..."

"Your mom just thought Cindy could use a little help in becoming a young lady but things got a little mixed up and here you are!"

"I don't know what you mean!" I protested, trying to act outraged.  "I had a..."

"Just relax Jamie," Betty said as she patted my hand.  "Your mom told me all about those tapes that were meant for Cindy and how you ended up listening to them.  Your secret's safe with me, after all, I'd lose a lot of clients if I had a big mouth!"

I felt relieved to be able to confide in Betty.  "You're right," I laughed as I thought back to the confusion I had felt.  "It started out with trying on Cindy's panties then one day I found myself in a slip, bra, and stockings and thinking about how great it felt to wear those things!  From then on it was all downhill, I wore panties every day and tried on every outfit Cindy and mom own."

"You really had no idea what was happening, did you?  You must have felt awful"

"At first I did feel pretty bad, but the more I dressed the better I felt.  With Cindy's help, I was able to get some stuff of my own which really made me feel good."

Betty smiled at me.  "Your mom told me that you can never go back to being a boy again, does that bother you?"

I thought about what she was asking for a long time before I answered. "No, I really wouldn't want to be a boy again," I explained.  "That would mean giving up pretty clothes, makeup, and things that I think are so great!  Being a boy would be so depressing!"

"My feelings exactly!" Betty exclaimed as she began to unroll my curlers.  "Men are so limited!  They have to wear pants all the time and worry about not being enough of a man.  I can wear slacks or a pretty dress if I want and of course, there's always the gorgeous lingerie!" she giggled.  "When I'm done you're going to be a beautiful young lady Jamie, just the kind of daughter any mother would be proud of."

"Mom's already proud of me," I sighed.  "Dad's the problem, he just can't seem to get used to me as a girl.  I haven't been able to wear anything really pretty since he found out."

"Trust me, tonight will change all of that.  Once he sees what a beautiful young woman you are he'll never be able to think of you as a boy again," Betty explained as she continued to roll up my hair.  "No father can resist it when his daughter looks the way you will tonight!

I couldn't answer, I was too busy wiping away the tears of happiness.

It took several hours before my hair was done and the ladies had fixed my makeup and nails but one look in the mirror and I swore that no matter what, even if they ever found a way to reverse what the tapes had done to me I'd never want to be anything but a girl!  I couldn't wait to show off to Cindy, finally, I could answer her old taunt of "Being way prettier" than me!

The three of us all ended up in my room after mom helped me put together an outfit made up of a pale yellow half slip, a matching bra and camisole, white stockings, and of course a pair of yellow satin panties.  Once I had my lingerie on mom helped me slide a yellow dress with a sheer overskirt over my head to keep me from messing up my pretty hairdo.

Mom must have planned on my wearing my yellow outfit because the makeup I wore was a perfect compliment for that dress Even Cindy was amazed that I'd have the courage to confront dad dressed the way I was, she was sure I'd get cold feet and chicken out.  Mom carefully examined me once then gave me a thorough looking over again before she began to smile.

"I never meant for this to happen, Jimmy, it was all a stupid idea to make your sister into something she couldn't be.  Of course, if it's any comfort you certainly are a very pretty young lady!"

"I know mom," I said brushing aside her concerns.  "It's okay though, I really, really like the idea of being a girl!"

I excitedly ran my hand along the side of Cindy's dress and shuddered as I felt the silky fabric of my slip brush against my nylon covered legs.  "I promise I'll go shopping with you and wear all kinds of pretty outfits!"

"This is too weird!" Cindy exclaimed glancing at mom.  "Your son is standing here wearing girl's clothes after spending the day getting a makeover in a beauty shop and you're acting as if there's nothing wrong?"

"I didn't have any choice Cindy," I explained.  "The idea was to make you more interested in feminine things like pretty clothes and makeup to enhance your girlishness I guess you could say.  If you had listened to those tapes you would have found yourself wanting to wear pretty outfits, makeup, and stuff like that.  Instead, I listened to them and now I want to do that stuff." "So quit listening to them and take off that dress," Cindy said with a shrug.

"Problem solved and you can go on being a boy!"

"It's not that simple," Mom explained.  "Those tapes were made to lock in the behavior pattern permanently, there's no way to change the way they make you think.  Jimmy would find that as time went on he'd want to be more and more feminine.  He wouldn't understand why but the desire would only increase, never go away."

"That's what you wanted to do to me!" Cindy shouted stunned that mom would try such a thing.  "You would have turned me into some frilly little thing only concerned about her looks?"

"Try some well dressed, lovely young woman!" Mom shouted back.  "Look at her, does she look like a bimbo to you?"

Suddenly the silence was deafening as we all realized at once that mom had referred to me as She and Her.

I was wearing a big smile when mom and Cindy turned to look at me, I was thrilled that mom had referred to me as a girl and I knew I'd show Cindy that I was no bimbo!

"You're really getting into this aren't you?" Cindy prodded me.  "The the idea of having to spend the rest of your life as a girl doesn't bother you in the least does it?"

"I admit that it's a little bit scary but if I'm going to be a girl at least I'm going to be pretty!"  I smiled as I tucked a strand of hair behind my ear.

"Those tapes worked so well that I'm really looking forward to becoming a girl!

I'll get to wear soft pretty clothes like these, have my hair done, and I don't have to pay to see a movie anymore!"

"That's a definite plus, I gotta admit," Cindy laughed as she gave me a hug. "It's going to be different having a sister around, mind if I borrow an the outfit now and then?"

"No sweat, you were nice enough to share your things with me so help yourself to anything I get!"  I felt a closeness to Cindy that I never really felt before.  We'd always kept each other at arm's length, I didn't understand her world and she didn't understand mine.  Now our worlds would be the same!

"Let's quit gabbing, dad's waiting to meet his new daughter."  With that mom gently took me by the elbow and led me to where dad was waiting.  He seemed somewhat confused at first but then he smiled and told me I looked very pretty.

That compliment from dad was the sweetest thing he'd ever said to me, if he could bring himself to accept me as a girl my life had just become so much easier!

"Thank you, daddy," I whispered as I kissed him on his cheek.  "I promise I'll make a good daughter for you."

The kiss seemed to cause dad to fall into a trance for a few seconds. Shaking his head he snapped out of it and sighed.  "I love you very much Jamie but it's going to take a little adjustment before I'll get used to your calling me daddy and kissing me like that."

I kissed him on the cheek again then threw my arms around him.  "Tough daddy, you'll just have to get used to it!"

Mom got all misty-eyed and threw her arms around me.  "Oh Jamie, it's so wonderful to have a daughter that would want to wear such feminine things!  I can't wait to buy you all sorts of pretty outfits and show you how to look pretty and sexy!"

We had a wonderful time that evening, dad seemed proud to have three lovely ladies for dinner dates and mom was happy when Cindy relented and wore a dress too!  I don't remember having such a wonderful time with my family before and knowing that it meant dad's acceptance of me as his daughter just made things that much more wonderful!

The next morning I wondered if I had been dreaming until I noticed the nightgown and panties I was wearing.  In all of the months that I'd been dressing up, I never had the courage to dress up overnight but now I was wearing a very cute little nightgown and if that wasn't proof enough there hanging on my closet door was the dress I had worn.  It was true then, I really was a girl!

At breakfast, everyone acted as though there was nothing unusual for me to be wearing my pink babydoll nightgown but I got a very rude surprise when I sat down on the cold wooden kitchen chair.  I always wore some type of bottoms as Jimmy and it simply had never occurred to me that the thinner fabric of girl's clothes would not be much value against a cold chair!

"Now do you understand why I don't wear nightgowns to breakfast?" Cindy laughed as my eyes grew wide with shock.  "Guess there's a few little tricks you still need to learn, like making sure you're wearing something warm in the mornings!"

"I'll make sure I remember that!" I laughed as I struggled to pull my nightgown further down.  "Gotta admit, I never thought of that before!" After breakfast, I was thankful to change into a pair of cutoff shorts which made me feel much more secure on cold seats!

Cindy reached down and pulled out a large brown envelope she had been sitting on.  "Here are a few other things to get used to Jamie dear".

I opened the envelope and nearly fell off the chair when I saw a birth certificate made out for a Jamie Lynn, with the sex clearly marked Female!  The surprise didn't end there because the next thing to fall out was a temporary driver's license also made out to Jamie Lynn!

"Put on something pretty Jamie," Dad said as he kissed me on the cheek. "Once you get your picture taken you'll officially be female!"

I was sobbing tears of joy and had to muster all my composure to thank everyone for being so good to me!

It seems like so long ago that I became Jamie but looking back it has only been months since I had the final operation.  I'm in college now having a wonderful time and have no regrets over what happened to me within the last year.  Dad has accepted me completely and has even managed to be civil towards my dates when they pick me up.  Mom is thrilled to finally have the daughter she always hoped for, Cindy and I have become much closer and to add to mom's delight she has even begun taking an interest in her looks, frequently borrowing my clothes!  It all worked out for the best, mom got the change she was looking for in Cindy, I got a whole new lifestyle that I've really come to love, and dad now has three women to pamper him!