Ashley and I hung out most of the rest of the day. She even stayed for dinner with us. I decided to walk Ashley home. Maybe just to be around someone I knew. For the final day I was to be a boy. I stopped in for a minute to say Hi to her parents. I have known Jason's. I mean Ashley's parents almost as long as I have known her.

Ashley walked me to the door as I went to leave.

“Dude, don't worry. Everything will be alright. When is your appointment?”

“8:30 am, I don't even get to be a boy for a part of my birthday.”

“After when you feel up to it, come on over. I cannot wait to see the new you.” Ashley said as she gave me a big hug, and even a kiss on the cheek. The latter was weird a kiss from my best friend but then again she is a girl, now. A hot one at that.

On my way back home I tried to keep a happy mood. Thinking about what Ashley said.

We have to go though this anyway might as well have fun with it. And it is only for a year, then I go back to being me. Meaning the male me.

I started whistling a little tune I play on the Sax. I began feeling better. As I walked in the door, my folks wonder what had happened.

“Well,” I answered. “It is going to happen no matter what. So I might as well have fun with it. It is just for a year, anyway.”

“Luke, yeah you are right. Have fun see how the other half lives. The emotions, the everything about being the opposite sex. That is why it was developed.” Dad said.

“Dad, What was your opposite sex name when you did the change?”

“ David Martin,” Dad answered.

“No I mean your girl name.”

“Well I was born Penelope Rose. Yes, I stayed a boy after the change.”

Shocked “You did?”

“Yes, I don't know why really, I just liked being a male. It felt right and still does.”

“Why didn't you tell me before.”

“I waited till the time was right.”

“Mom, you knew?”

“Of course I know. Your father told me on our second date. I decided to let him tell you when the time was right.”
“Luke,” dad started. “No matter what, your mother and I will still love you. Whether you are Luke or Whitney”

Smiling a little, “Thanks, Mom and Dad. I am going up to practice and to bed. Good night”

“Good Night Honey.” Mom said. “What time is your appointment?”

“8:30”

“Set your alarm for 6. We should get there about 15 min early.”

“OK” I said as I headed to my room.

I took a leisurely shower. Dressed in my Pajamas.

I pulled out my baby, my first Sax. She has been great for me. I practiced for about an hour. I did have a couple of squawks. I haven't practiced since school ended for summer break.

I wiped my sax down and put her back in her case. I gotta remember to practice Especially since I am in the running for 1st chair. Band camp is in a little over a month and want to be ready by then. Remembering what the old lady at the mall said. “ Don't worry, you will accelerate at the sax.” I just hope she was correct on that prediction.

I brushed my teeth and used the bathroom. Climbing into bed, Thinking this is the last night I will be a boy for a year. Tomorrow night when I go to sleep I will be a girl. Just like last night I couldn't sleep. I don't know how long I stared at the ceiling. If I remember right I heard the clock chime 2:15 was the last time. My alarm went off a precisely 6:30. I don't know if I was sleeping heavy or light but the alarm made me jump out of my skin. I dressed normal for an 17 year old boy. Boxers, jeans, and a t-shirt. Socks and tennys completed it. Heading downstairs their was only one smell of breakfast, coffee. Had Mom not gotten up yet. As soon as I entered the kitchen. Mom was at the counter sipping her coffee. She was dressed already.

“Happy Birthday, Luke.” Mom said.

“No breakfast? I asked.

“The procedure can cause a quezzy stomach. So we are going out for breakfast after your change.”

“Well I will have to get used to going out as a girl sooner or later. Might as well be sooner.” I answered.

“That is the Luke I know.”

“Can I at least have coffee?”

“Sure, here I made you a cup.”

“Thanks, Mom” Taking my coffee cup. But it wasn't the same cup but a new one. It said here's to Whitney on your 17th birthday. “Thanks, Mom.” I smiled.

Me and Mom sat and chatted for a bit.

“Oh, I forgot to bring down what Ashley got out of me to wear home.” I headed up to my room. Pulling out my dress. I carefully folded it. Putting the Bra and the thong in between the folds. Now to decided what shoes I should wear. Looking at both I finally decided on the open toed sandals.

Putting them in a bag. I returned to the kitchen. Mom was ready to go. Mom let me drive to the change station. Which wasn't far but with the morning traffic It took almost a ½ hour.

The local change station was a quite ornate building. Modern styled with large windows in front. There where about a half dozen cars in the parking lot. Parking I just sat there after turning off the car.

“Don't worry everything will go fine.” Mom said reassuring. “You ready”

Swallowing hard, “Yeah, I guess so.” I managed to squeak out, as I got out of the car. The bats inside my stomach where going bananas. I slowly walked towards the door.

“Come on, the sooner you have the change the sooner it will be over.”

“OK,”

Stepping inside. The atmosphere was kind of up beat. Really not what I expected. My thoughts where a morgue. Cold and uncaring. Walking up to the counter. The receptionist was a beautiful blonde.

“Good Morning, Name please.” She asked.

“Luke Reynolds”

“Luke Martian Reynolds?”

“Yes.”

Gesturing to a finger pad, “Sample please” putting my left finger on the pad. It scanned it.

“Thank you, Mrs. Reynolds” She said to my mom.

Yes.”

“Sample also, please.”

Mom's finger was also scanned. A minute later a small tone on her computer.

“All right your Ids are confirmed. Please have a seat they will come get you shortly. Please give your valuables to your Mom to hold onto during the procedure.

I dug out the crap in my pockets and gave it to Mom. Not much, my wallet, keys, chap stick, and comb.

We sat down. The chairs where quite comfortable, for a government place. At precisely 8:30 a hot brunette came out and called my name.

I timidly got up and followed her. She asked about my birthday so far, and any plans for the rest of the summer. I meekly answered.

“Don't worry, Hon. I have had to have people dragged to the back.” She said.

“Really.”

“Sure, One happened just yesterday. Big football player.”

“Wow”

“Have you picked out a name?”

“Yeah, Whitney Renee”

Opening a door, “In here, please. Looks like you brought a new set of clothes. Go ahead strip down and put on the gown on the chair. Swap out your old clothes for your new.” She said. “Have a seat on the table. Your change team will be in shortly.”

“Thank you”

She left me alone.

I pulled out my new dress and sandals. Replacing them in the bag with my old clothes. Throwing on the hospital gown I sat on the table.
No sooner than I sat down their was a slight knock on the door. A group of 4 came in. All dressed in hospital scrubs.

“Good morning, Luke. I am Dr. Simmons. Are you ready?”

“No, but let's get it over with.”

“Sure thing.” He answered.

One of the team brought up the back of the table a little. “lie back please.”

While another readied the IV solution. I lay back. She swabbed my arm and said. “Small poke” as she inserted the IV needle in my arm. The third one readied something from a locked cabinet.

The first nurse or technician put a strap over my chest and one over my lower legs. She then put a strap on each wrist.

“We don't want you to get hurt.” She said. “ He is ready Dr.”

The Dr came over with a syringe of a weird colored liquid.

“Good bye, Luke, and Hello Whitney” he said as he injected it into my IV line.

A couple seconds later my arm began getting cold. Then I was out for the count.

My eyes fluttered slightly then opened. Looking around nothing seemed different, I felt like myself. I however had a warm blanket over me. The straps had been removed. Moving my right hand from under the blanket to scratch an itch on the back of my neck. I kind of freaked out seen a small dainty hand come out and scratch my itch. Looking at my hand, I was a little more than half the size of my other hands. Other hands I thought Ha, my boy hands. Pulling my left out, it was as small and dainty as my right.

Reaching up with my left hand to run it though my hair. My new hair was 5 times as long as my male hair was reaching to the middle of my back.

Next thing one of my change team came in.

“Oh, you are finally awake. You where out a little longer than normal but no concern.
Are you ready to go home and start your year of change.”

“First breakfast then home.” I said. It kind of shocked me. My new female voice.

“Fine, Dr Simmons gave his OK, your change went perfectly. Everything is where it is suppose to be. You can get dressed.” She pulled the blanket off. I was still in the same hospital gown. However long shapely legs came out the bottom and two bumps where at my chest.

“Here let me help you.” She offered to help me. “sometimes it can be strange walking on new legs.”

I swung my legs off the side of the table. With the technician holding my arm. I stepped down. The floor had a slight warmth to it. I stood on my new legs. Taking a step my right leg buckled slightly, with the Techs help I recovered quickly. After a few steps walking was not a problem.

“I will let you get dressed. I'll wait just in case you need help with anything.” She said as she pulled a curtain around me.

I untied the neck of the hospital gown. I pulled it up and over my head. Dropping it to the floor. I looked down at my body for the next 365 days. From what I saw, I like it. Firm c cups, long shapely legs, I pulled the bra and thong from between the dress.

I stepped into the panties and pulled them up my legs, to my waist. Having never worn a thong before it was a strange feeling with the strap up the crack of my ass. I slipped on the bra, like I have seen in some movies.

I did struggle for a minute to get the strap hooked. Instinctively I adjusted my tits in the cups to feel right. I put the dress over my head and pulled it on. It fit perfectly, the old lady at the mall was right on the money, a 4 fit me great. Pulling my long hair from under the dress, I laid it over my right shoulder. I had some problems with the zipper. I will need some help. I slipped on my sandals and stepped out from behind the curtain.

Smiling, “I guess I need a little help with the zipper.?

I turned around holding my hair out of the way. The technician pulled up the zipper. I was now dressed as a girl. Wait I am a girl now.

“The purple bra is cute” She whispered.

“Thanks.”

“Here are your boy clothes.” She said handing me my bag. “Are you ready, Whitney, to see the world.”

Taking a deep breath, “I guess so”

The technician lead me from the room out to the finished waiting room. The change center has 2 waiting rooms. One incoming, the other for those finished with the change. To help with the nervousness I guess.

The technician went out the door first.

“Mrs Reynolds, may I present Whitney Renee Reynolds.” She held the door open for me. No sooner did I step out the door. I heard the click of a camera, mom.

“Wow, Whitney you look great. You are going to break a few hearts when you change back. If you do.”

“Thanks, Mom.” I said still not knowing my new voice.

She motioned for me to turn around. I spun around my dress came up about 6 inches.

“You my not want to do any more spins. I could almost see the bottom of your butt.” She commented softly.

Blushing, “Oops, I didn't realize it would come up like that. I guess I have more to learn”

“Here another little birthday present.” She gave me a small purse. “You need to have something carry your things in”

Taking the small black leather bag. It was about 4”x8” it seemed heavier than just the stuff I had brought with me. Looking inside, was some makeup. I actually had a smile on my face for some reason. When I looked at Mom.

“Thanks, Mom.” I said hugging her. Almost instinctively I pulled out a tube of pale pink lip stick and put it on. As we headed to the car. Letting Mom drive, as I am not suppose to drive for 6 hours after.

I actually got into the car like a lady, Opening the door I smoothed my dress under my butt. As I sat down and then swung my legs in.