It was Monday and I was sitting in class and sweating in my hot, woolen pants.

We were not allowed to wear shorts in school, though we could wear our own clothes. I had once come in shorts, but I was sent home to change. I decided I had to change things. So I went to the mall to buy skirts, because girls wore those. I explained to the sales-lady and she agreed enthusiasticly to help. I bought a denim mini-skirt.

Tuesday I was teased, because I had hairy legs. So I bought a lady shaver and shaved my legs.

Wednesday I was teased, because my shoes looked odd. So I bought a pair of black ankle-length boots.

Thursday I was teased, because my skirt was dirty. So I bought a long white peasant skirt.

Friday I was teased, because I was sweating. So I bought a yellow pencil skirt.

Saturday I was teased, because my t-shirt was bad with a pencil skirt playing. So I bought a white button-up shirt.

Sunday I was teased, because my nipples showed in church. So I bought a yellow blazer.

Monday I was teased, because I looked like a secretary. So I bought a black camisole to look less like a secretary.

Tuesday I was teased, because I forgot my gym kit. So I bought a new gym kit.

Wednesday I was teased, because my boxers showed. So I bought panties.

Thursday I was teased, because I got soaked. So I bought a pair of jeans.

Friday I was teased, because my hair was messy. So I went to a hairdresser.

Saturday I was teased, because I didn’t dare to undress on the beach. So I bought a white swimsuit.

Sunday I was teased, because I could not tan in my swimsuit. So I bought a bikini.

Monday I was teased, because I thought I was a boy. So I realized that I was a girl with rounded buttocks, wide hips and thighs. Small waist and 36B bust. Long, blonde hair.

The End