Ryan stood in his sister's room alone. His body ached...like he had been hit by a truck. The amount of stress his body must have been under had to have been tremendous. His head, however, was clear now as was his eyesight. He was unconcious for so long! He looked in the full length mirror.

“Umm, no thanks.” He quickly responded as he began walking again to get out the situation.

“Ouch! Dissed!” the other boy teased his friend.

Oh my gosh! They really did think they were talking to a girl! He passed!!! He closed his eyes for a moment and made up his mind to be at ease. He looked like a girl and he had to act like one to if this was going to work.

Ryan felt good about how his day at school went and was full of energy as he met Christina at her locker to walk home.

"Hey babe", he said as he gave her a kiss on the cheek.

"Oh hi Ryan. How was your class?"

"It was alright...", Ryan began replying when he was interrupted by a couple of his buddies.

"Whoah dude, Ryan is that you?"

"Yeah, what's up Paul?"

"You're like a miniature version of yourself. Damn, sorry about that bro. You must be like totally bummed.", Paul rudely stated.

The next day Ryan woke up feeling great. His energy had returned and he felt like he could conquer the world. He took a look at himself in the mirror and almost forgot that he was a changed man. He went down for some breakfast and on his way back up his mother pulled him into her bedroom.

"Ryan, how do you feel about attending Ms. Jacob's class today?"

Ryan had decided to keep calm and play this new class as no big deal. He had developed a somewhat convoluted sense of power over his virus and going to some stupid class wasn't going to phase him.

Ryan pried open his heavy lids. His vision was blurred as he tried to focus his sight. Blinking several times and rubbing his eyes, he found his surroundings slowly come into sharpness. Oh, it felt like he had been hit by a truck. His whole body ached. His thoughts were a little confused as he tried to think about what had happened to him to cause such soreness. Suddenly it snapped! His first fever had hit...he quickly sat up and surveyed his body. Oh crap! He wasn't ready for this.

Ryan lay in bed once again. This was the third day in the last 4 weeks that he was not feeling well enough to go to school. He didn't mind missing school. What kid does? The relentless fever he felt however was disconcerting. His pajamas were drenched as was his hair.

To say Ryan was stressed is the understatement of the year. He was downright petrified. Looking at his mom and dad, he could see the sheer concern on their faces as well. Even his little brother and sister knew something was up.

Billy took a deep breath and slowly lifted his t-shirt.

“How long has your chest looked like that?!?” his mother drilled him. She beheld two small mounds on either side of his chest. That gentle swelling was a telltale sign that breasts were on their way.
 

“Oh my gosh Billy!” Jenna said with a sense of shock.

“What?!?”

“Your chest looks like mine…I mean not mine right now, but that’s how my chest looked when I started growing breasts.” She replied keeping her eyes transfixed on his chest.

Billy’s mind was set at ease, at least a little. The doctor would be able to tell him what’s wrong but what if it came out that Billy was taking hormones? Would the doctor be able to tell? What would he say? What the heck was wrong with Billy?
 

“Did you boys finally start using that moisturizer I put in your bathroom?”

“What are you talking about mom?” Billy replied.

“Your skin is extremely soft or haven’t you noticed? I figured that you were using the moisturizer that I had bought.”

Billy rubbed his hand against his arm. Wow! His skin really was very soft now that it was pointed out to him.

“You look mesmerized Billy” Mom stated as she noticed him fixated on what she was doing.

“I just never noticed how at home you look in the kitchen. You are a pro mom!”

“Why don’t you come in a here and help then? I could teach you a few things.” Mom replied. She was sure that Billy would refuse. All the men in the family showed very little interest in anything that wasn’t a masculine ideal.

“Okay!” Billy quickly answered as he jumped up to help his mom.

“I don’t know what it is dad, I’m trying my best.”

“Before you finish up son, you need to give me those final 7 push-ups”

“Yes dad” Billy replied as he saved those until the end and pushed them out.

This was becoming a big concern that would have to be addressed. How was Billy going to explain the gradual loss of strength? Was he getting in way over his head? Should he call it quits on the hormones? This may not be the right time.

“Nice dress dude!” some kids yelled as they passed by.

His heart was crushed as he ran back to the bathroom and changed into his pirate garbs. He was humiliated. After all the buildup and fantasizing he had done for this night, it ended in a miserable disappointment. Everything was left in the restroom as he went home without any candy…destroyed.

And so he lay in bed thinking of the immense urge to be a girl that seemed like such a joke

“Jessie?” Amanda gasped as she beheld her…daughter?

“Mom! What? I thought you left!?! I know you left!” Jessie yelped as he jumped up almost losing his balance on his high heels.

“Sweety, is this what you always do when I leave the house?”

Jessie thought about making an excuse to cover this whole situation.

“Mom, this is me. I know I’m your son and everything but I really, really love being a girl.”

“Well, I used to be fueled by my temper and emotions. I would get so upset with things that I didn’t feel in control at all. All I could feel was rage and I wanted to take that rage out on others. My thoughts and emotions were way out of whack. On the other hand, now I feel very balanced emotionally. Sure I cry a lot more now but at the same time, I don’t feel that anger I used to. It’s like all my aggression has been tamed. It feels really good Ashley! I can think clearly.”

“So you like being a girl then?”

“I don’t know. I do know that I like the way my head is way more balanced now.”

“Look Amanda, you didn’t listen to me when I told you not to fall for your ex. You didn’t listen to me when I pleaded you not to marry him and you didn’t listen to me when I told you it wouldn’t last. I am right and you are wrong dear. Now listen to me now and sign the release papers. Jessica is a beautiful girl. Jessie is no longer and that’s something that you will have to deal with.”

“I don’t know mother…”

“Do as I say now! Sign the release form Amanda Lynn.” Susan demanded.

“Now calm down Jessica…”

“My name is Jessie. I can’t believe that you and mom did this to me. You don’t care about me at all! Did you think I would never find out?!?”

“Honey, you need to believe that we did this for your own good.” Susan replied in a panic.

“My own good?!? Changing me into a girl was for my own good??? I was born a boy and what you did to me was destroy every ounce of my maleness! How can that possibly be good for me???”

As they sat there licking the cones Jessie started to feel at ease. He didn’t even realize that he was sitting with his legs crossed and was postured in an identical way to Ashley.

“Things are going to be alright Jess. It is a huge step that you actually aren’t in such a zombie-like state anymore. Even if your body is different than it used to be, you seem way more like yourself now than you have been.”

“Surprisingly I feel alright right now. It’s really weird that I feel ok, but I do.”

Jessie stood up and walked to the door mirror. He gasped as he saw the pretty girl looking back at him.

He examined his face which was downright pretty. His hair had grown so much! Thin, arched eyebrows? He continued in an almost surreal-like state. Breasts. He had breasts. No denying it. He lifted his nighty over his head and just stared. How? He reached to touch them. Red painted, perfectly manicured fingernails? This can’t possibly be real... but it is! His supple breasts gently swayed as he lifted them with his hands. They were real and they were a part of him. His hips curved out so much. If the breasts weren’t enough, the hips sure didn’t lie. He had a undeniable female figure!

This just couldn't get anymore worse!

He felt Jason’s hand brush and then gently grab his upper thigh. As they continued to lock lips, Jessie was very conscious of Jason’s hand which slowly crept higher and higher on his thigh until it was reaching under his skirt. Should he stop Jason? Was there any harm? He continued to passionately kiss him and got lost in the moment.

Suddenly, he could feel Jason’s hand under his skirt and around his backside. Jason was tracing Jessie’s panties with his fingers. Jessie jumped back a little. This was getting too out of control!

Jason, on the other hand, was going through the roof. He was pressing up against the beautiful girl from behind. He tried to keep his mind from wandering as he showed her what to do. He wasn't very successful as he grew very excited. He quickly tried to show Jessie how to putt to avoid the embarrassment of his growing excitement.

Jason's instruction made sense! He was so cool Jessie thought. Did Jason have a roll of quarters in his pocket or something? Jessie wondered as he felt the hardness in Jason's pants press up against his rear end. He must have those quarters to play in the arcade later Jessie figured.

"Got it?" Jason asked as he quickly backed away hoping his pretty friend didn't realize that she had just given him a major boner.

"Come here pretty girl and let me see your pretty pretty panties!"

They wrestled back and forth a little and Jessie was stunned at how strong Ashley was. He had a hard time believing it, but she overpowered him as she wrestled him to the ground.

The two rolled around for a minute and Jessie grew even more embarrassed as his skirt kept flipping up around his back.

"Aha, those panties look mighty sexy Jess!" Ashley teased as she pinned Jessie down on his back holding his arms to the ground.