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By Stanman63 Thanks To JennaFL For Proofing And Nora Adrienne for editing! Synopsis:In a small island town, friendly to the T.G. Community, a plan is set into motion to help the transgendered to switch genders if they wish. As part of the plan, their records are changed in the National Data Base and are given the choice to either go ahead with the transition and live with the new gender and identity, or wait. But there is a dark secret about the island to be uncovered. |
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By Stanman63 Thanks To JennaFL For Proofing And Nora Adrienne for editing! Synopsis:: In a small island town, friendly to the T.G. Community, a plan is set into motion to help the transgendered to switch genders if they wish. As part of the plan, their records are changed in the National Data Base and are given the choice to either go ahead with the transition and live with the new gender and identity, or wait. But there is a dark secret about the island to be uncovered. [-][+][-] "It is hard to believe what I've been through with my husband, but here I am, with my beloved husband beside me asleep after our passion has been sated. " My name is Jesse (Jay) Lee Morgan; I am a natural redhead with green eyes. I love to play sports, but I was always on the small side. I look like Momma if she were a boy. But as much as I love her, I love Daddy, too. My dad is Edward Lee Morgan, a gentle giant of a farmer who looked like Tom Selleck. He loved to hunt and fish and had wanted to be an attorney, but could never give up his first love, farming. He took over a failed farm before I was borb and fell back in love with the land, Once that happened, Daddy would spend weekdays as an attorney and weekends as a farmer. Momma is Jamie Anne Morgan, a natural redhead with an Irish temper to match. She learned all about being a farmer's wife from my grandparents They died before I was born, which is why we have a house up by Lake Amity, as well as the house I grew up in. Daddy loved nature and tended to have cookouts out in the backyard. He loved to see if he could make the perfect steaks, but Momma was the real cook.Daddy knew how to grill most everything, but if it came to turning on an over, or selecting the proper pan, or following a recipe, Momma made the best cookies. Daddy and Poppa Greene are best friends and were each other's Best Man at their weddings. Before I was born, my parents asked the Greenes if they'd accept the honor and responsibility of being my godparents. They accepted. Mom and Dad, in turn, became the godparents of Jack and Jennifer, their twins. Growing up with them, I felt that we were one big family, with two moms, and two dads. Jamie Leandra 'Momma' Greene is his wife. She is a Native American with wavy black hair and amber eyes. She was often mistaken for an Oriental woman which her natural beauty and grace combined with her black belt in Judo and Karate made hard to deny. She much preferred to work with her hands,painting and pottery. Leonard Winston 'Poppa' Greene was also a farmer, where Daddy raised produce and has orchards, Poppa Greene raised beef, sheep, goats and chickens. Early on, he found that his true love was cooking, so he turned over his farm to Daddy and opened up a family restaurant, Greene's Family Buffet. We kids would often spend the night out in the old treehouse that our dads had built when they were younger into a fully functional playhouse for us. We would spend endless hours there on the weekends playing make believe. Amy Leandra Greene looked like her dad and made a very cute girl. She loved to cheer, dance and gymnastics. She combined Judo and Karate to give her superb agility and grace. She also hid a secret that would change my life when it was discovered. "Jay Lee, you sure know how to cannonball, young man," he chuckled. "You're fearless, just like me, yet have your mother's grace and beauty. I know that he takes after Leslie in body, but he's all boy. Then I hugged him, getting him even wetter, "Thanks, Daddy. It was fun." "No doubt, you look a lot like your Mother when she was your age." "I know, but I'm a boy, right?" "No doubt about it," he said as he dried me off. "Then why do I look like Momma and not you?" He sighed, "I don't know, Son. All that I do know is that you are blessed to look like her and be a boy." "I just wish that I was big like Ralph, I sighed. "Has he been mean to you?" "You have it all wrong, Daddy! He is my best friend. It's just that I can't really play football, or soccer without getting hurt." He looked at me with his sad eyes, "Son, right now, you are on the small side. When puberty hits, you should start to take after me." "What if I don't?" "Then you can always be a Lucha Libre wrestler," he chuckled. "Yeah! I can even use the Judo and Karate skills that Momma Greene teaches me," I laughed back. We loved to watch wresting on TV and bought up the clothing merchandise that was promoted. It was fun to see a tiny guy whip around the ring as he defeated his opponent, or lost the match. We knew that a lt of it was staged, but we also knew that they got hurt. "Daddy, I like to run and play a lot and dance. Is that alright?" "Yes, Jesse. That's alright. When I was little, I liked to run and play and when I grew up, I became a farmer." "Daddy, do I gotta be a farmer like you?" "No, you can be who you want to be." Daddy put down the book he'd been reading, Momma stopped sewing, "Yes, Sport, what's wrong?" "Are you hurt?" asked Momma worriedly. "No, Ma'am. I'm alright," I sighed. "It's just that I found out that I like to dress as a girl." Daddy frowned, "How do you know, Son?" "You're not mad, Daddy?" "No, not mad. I need to know when you learned that you want to at least dress as a girl." "Lee, why do you say that?" asked Momma. "Jamie, our son just now said that he likes to dress as a girl. I know that it can very easily go beyond simply crossdressing into him wanting to become a girl, or just him being curious. We need to be ready to support our child in his or her decision." "Daddy, you mean that I'm NOT in trouble?" "Hardly, Champ! As you know, your Aunt Gloria was your Uncle Goren." "Remember how scared she was that we'd reject her, and we welcomed her into our family?" "Yes, Momma. She is why I know that I like to dress as a girl at time, that is," I sighed. "Oh? What happened?" "Daddy, you won't be mean to her will you?" "Not if she or you haven't broken the rules, Son," he affirmed. "Well, she showed me a picture of her and Momma when they were my age, and I saw how much that I looked like them. After she left, I got out the skirted leotard and tights that I wear for dance and looked in the mirror and saw a girl. Now I want to REALLY dress as a girl, instead of wearing my dance stuff." They looked at each other, and then Momma spoke, "Jamie Lee, you may dress as a girl, in the house, only. Later on we may extend that privilege." "But, while you are dressed as a girl, you will help your mother with her chores, while dressed as a boy, help me with mine and earn your allowance that way," declared Daddy. "Okay, I love you both!" I exclaimed as I hugged and kissed them. "Momma, why am I listed as a girl? I'm a boy." "I don't know. Let me call Marge to find out." Marge Whittaker is the Amity Island Board Of Education Records Officer. She is the one who keeps the student and faculty records straight. "That's funny," Momma said as she hung up the phone, "According to the school records, you are a girl, Jay Lee." "But how can that be?" "I don't know. Unfortunately, all records are on computers ever since the Board transferred the records to the Cray that they installed." "I'm heading down to Jay Lee's school to check into this," announced Daddy. "Principal Maxwell, I am Edward Lee Morgan. I am here about my son, Jesse Lee Morgan. "Do you have his Social Security Number?" Daddy passed him my current Student I.D., "This should have all of the information that you'll need." The principal spent a few minutes on the computer, then passed my I.D. back, "There is no official record of your child as a boy." "Can the records could be amended?" The principal proved to be a part of the nightmare by being a stubborn bureaucrat, relying upon the official records for his argument, "It says Jamie Lee, female, NOT Jamie Lee, male. And Jamie Lee MUST obey the dress code and wear the female school uniform of white blouse, blue or red sweater vest, blue or red tie, blue or red skirt with matching bloomers, red, white or blue tights or knee-hi socks with or without pantyhose, and penny loafers." "But what about this I.D.?" "That's easy enough to fake!" Daddy got up out of his chair and leaned over him, "PRAY TEL ME WHY I WOULD EVER FAKE MY SON'S I.D,?" he said said in a low growl. The principal smiled evilly, "The only reason that I agreed to see you was because your farm provides the school with fresh produce. Now please have your daughter ready come the new school year." "Jed, there's a problem with my son, Jay Lee's official school records," "What can I do for a fellow frat brother, Lee?" "My son Jamie Lee is for some reason getting mail as a girl, I want to see how he is listed in his school records." "May I see his last report card?" Daddy handed it over and Jed accessed my file, "According to the records, you have a daughter, NOT a son, and your daughter is a cheerleader, NOT on the football team and on the school's sports team when NOT cheering." "DAMN! What about his records from Amity Island Elementary School?" "According to them, Jaimie Lee became a cheerleader the summer before entering, other than that and no mention of him in any other sports teams, the records are alike." "What about the yearbook? Can you have his yearbooks printed from the altered records?" "No need, there's a package here for Jamie in the storage room. It's his yearbooks for every year. In fact, there are yearbooks for EVERY student going back to their first year in the school system, Lee." "Thanks, Jed. I appreciate that. Can you change the records?" "Not until Social Security lists him as a boy, sorry." "I expected as much. Time to check with Social Security, now." "Good luck, now that Jay Lee's records are wonky, I'll have ALL of the records checked for errors." "Oh Jed?" "Yes, Lee?" "Principal Jeff Maxwell is not being very helpful, at all." "What do you mean?" "He basically ordered Jay Lee to attend school as a girl." "That's strange. He is involved with some people from the Mainland, I'll look into it for you and the others affected by this glitch." "Thanks Jed, when Amity Island voted to become Trans-gendered friendly, Jamie and I stayed because I knew that my farm would be needed. And now that I'm the Assistant Minister of Farming, I can help more of them than before," he grinned. Daddy had been employing the Trans-gendered Community and had set up a clinic on the farm to help them deal with their special needs. The clinic included a Surgery and E.R. as well as counselors, physicians and a store for the special enhancements they needed. "Lee, with your son now being affected, can you be impartial?" No, but then again, helping him helps the others," he sighed. "Where did you go?" "I went to the Board of Education as well as the school. The only way for Jay Lee to go to school as a boy is to go to the Social Security Administration and have the records changed." Momma looked at me, "Lee, what about the uniform? We only have mine up in the attic, she wondered. "No, Momma, I have them in my closet and Aunt Gloria's as well," I informed her. Daddy looked at me hard, "Why did you go up there when you know not to, young man?" I stood straight, as he wanted me to do when I needed to make a stand. He never had spanked me, only grounded, "Daddy, I felt that I was going to have to wear them since I was listed as a girl, and you know that you'd have me do it, anyway," I stated. He grinned and hugged me, "You are right about me, SON. And good job of standing up and defending your actions." "Well, what else do you expect from YOUR son?" "Touché, Buddy, touché." "Buddy, Daddy?" I giggled. "Okay, make that Princess," he chuckled. "Thanks, Dad, but what about me going out in public as a girl? So far, I've only been a girl, at home." Momma hugged us both, "Don't worry about that, I can help you with that. After all, I 'AM' a girl, you know," she giggled. "Okay, too bad Aunt Gloria can't help," I sighed. "Me too, Princess, but she's happily married to your Uncle John on the Mainland, now." "Thanks for calling me Princess, Daddy. Right now, the name seems right," I sighed. "Well, if you're going to school as a girl, I can't call you Buddy, or Sport as I used too, he blushed. Daddy went to the manager, Bart Simmons, "Bart, We're BOTH members of the Elk Lodge, I need your help with a problem," he said, shaking Bart's hand. Momma kissed him, "Well, what's the news, Lee?" "So far, Jay Lee will be attending school as a girl until his records are fixed," he sighed. "Drat! I don't mind dressing as a girl, here, but NOT in public," I pouted. Daddy smiled at me, "Well, you have the pout down pat, Princess. I seriously doubt if your mother needs to coach you on being a girl while you two are out shopping for your new wardrobe," he sighed as he kissed my cheek. "Wardrobe, Daddy?" "Yes,wardrobe, Honey. I need to take you to Amity Mart to get you enough uniforms, AND expand your selection of Sunday dresses, lingerie, and play clothes," giggled Momma. "But what about your old stuff and Aunt Gloria's?" "Oh, you can have them all. While we're at the store, your Daddy will be getting down our old stuff for you, IF you left anything in the attic, that is," she grinned. "Oh, I did, but only the furniture." "Then since your room and the corner walk-in closet are next to each other, I'll closed it off from the hall way and open up its door into your room," announced Daddy. "But what about all of the linen and towels in it?" "I'll have to put them in the dumbwaiter, after I've disabled it and added the floors. It shouldn't take me and Spencer anymore time to do it than it will your shopping." Momma hugged Daddy, "OK, Sweetie. Be sure to ask Doug whether or not his daughter Amy is effected while he's here." "I was thinking about doing the exact same thing, myself." "Daddy, I saw you bring in what looks to be copies of my old yearbooks." "I did, Princess, why?" "Why not look and see if Amy's records are changed by checking the yearbooks? We should only need to check one." "Good idea." When we check my yearbook pictures, I was a girl, and cheerleader, NOT as a quarterback for the Amity Anacondas, our football team, and Amy Spencer was listed as Andrew Spencer; the quarterback on the football team. "Funny, I only have my football and softball uniforms, no cheerleader uniforms in my closet." "Sorry, Jay Lee, but after your last softball game, I took it to the cleaners along with your football uniform," replied Momma. "Uh oh, you think that I might get back cheerleader and girl's softball uniforms? Not that I mind, but with the girl's uniform copying those from 'A League Of Their Own', I hope that I have matching bloomers to go with the skirt and am allowed to wear hose with it," I smirked. "You seem to be taking this very well, Jay Lee." "It's like Daddy says to do when things look bad, look on the bright side." "Yes, he does. You are doing us proud, be you our son, or daughter." "Thanks, Momma." "Now, let's go get your stuff from the cleaners." "Hey, Jamie. You here for your stuff?" "Yes, I am, Jennifer. But there's a question about Jay Lee's uniforms." Jennifer Lang as a black woman whose grandparents were from Jamaica. Like her parents, she kept her Jamaican heritage in her clothing, but refused to sound like a Jamaican native. She was proud to be an Islander. "What do you mean, is there a problem that I should know about?" "It seems that Jay Lee has been listed as a girl in the records and now must dress as a girl. We are wondering if his uniforms are for a boy, or a girl." "If it was anybody else, I'd say that you're mad as a hatter, but you and Lee are not known for such hi jinks," she affirmed as she brought our clothes around on the rack. "Momma! There’s your gown with cheerleader and girl's softball uniforms between Daddy's tux," I exclaimed as they came around. "DAMN IT! WHO SWITCHED YOUR UNIFORMS!?" Jennifer shouted. "Who works for you," asked Momma. "The Turner twins, Chloe and Jodie. Why?" "Because they help run the Island's computer network. If you check your records, you will find that Jay Lee NEVER brought you any football uniforms, only girls." "You're right! But why?' she asked after checking the entry. "Jenn, check on Amy Spencer's stuff, if she has anything here. I bet that she is now listed as Andrew Spencer, and he Amity Anaconda's quarterback" She checked, then whistled, "Jamie, are you a witch?" "No, when we checked out Jay Lee's yearbook picture, Amy replaced him and seemingly, he replaced her in the records." "Now, who'd do a thing like that?" "I don't know, it's as if all of the transgendered students are having their identity switched by some hidden people for some reason." Jenn looked at me, "Do you like Amy?" "Yes, if she were a boy, and me a girl, that'd be perfect for both of us," I sighed. "Oh? Are you saying that you are a girl inside, and Amy a boy?" "Well, I am a girl, inside, but Amy is a lesbian. But she also told me that she'd like to be a boy and wished that we could switch bodies," I blushed. Jenn nodded her head, "Jaimie, sounds as if there's a well conceived plan to force the students to change their genders. But what if this desire for change is implanted?" Momma looked aghast, "MY GOD! WHAT A HORRIBLE THOUGHT!" she whispered. "Miss Jenny, you mean that my wanting to be a girl is not my doing?" "Yes." "But how?" "There are subliminal tapes that can hypnotize you into doing most anything, but there MUST be willingness for the suggestion to take root." "So, I had to at least be curious about being a girl?" "Yes, or wonder what it would be like having a sister." Momma hugged me close, "Oh Jay Lee. After you were born, I became barren from uterine cancer. The doctors had to remove my ability to carry a child. If not for that, you'd have a brother, or a sister," she wept as bitter tears coursed down her cheeks. "Jamie, WHO told you about the cancer?" "Doctor Ariel Sebastian, why?" "That quack tells most of his patients on Amity Island that, NOT those on the Mainland." "How do you know?" "My cousin Maddy House is his secretary. She has the records in her home safe." "Okay, can you have her meet Lee at the house?" "Sure can, but not until after the quack goes on vacation after he gives the students their annual physical for the new school year." "Momma, that reminds me, mine is tomorrow. Should I dress as a girl?" "Yes, no doubt his records show you as a girl," she fumed. "But he knows that I am a boy." "True, but more than likely, he knows why you are listed as a girl." It is a contoured garment of artificial skin that once donned, gives me a girl's body. I can even have sex as a girl while wearing it, my male bits are 'tucked up' in me and Momma super glued them into a vagina so that I pee sitting down. "Jay Lee. Since you're to wear the 'suit' for an extended period of time, I need to take your measurements now, and again after it has contoured your body into its final feminine shape," announced Momma. "Will it hurt?" "No, not according to the 'suits instruction manual." "Okay, but are there any warnings?" "Yes, you will start your menses when you sleep, so wear a maxi pad and a tampon to catch the flow. And any vaginal intercourse during a menses will seal the 'suit' o your body because you will become a mother. Any other time, you're safe." "MOM! I'M NOT ABOUT TO DO THE NASTY WITH ANYONE!" I exclaimed. She hugged me, "Jay Lee, this 'suit' will start flooding your body with estrogen and blocking your male steroids as it changes your chromosomes from boy to girl," she sighed. "Momma, even though I wanna dress as a girl, I wanna stay a boy," I cried. She sat me in her lap, where I saw just how much of a girl I was as I looked down at my vagina, "I know, Princess. But your father and I know that this is more than simply crossdressing for you." "How do you know that? I never told anybody that! I told you and Daddy that I liked dressing as a girl" "It was evident whenever Mark would visit and you were wearing a dress. You were comfortable as a girl and truly sulked when you had to become a boy again for school." "Momma, do you and Daddy want me to be a boy, or a girl?" "Why do you ask?" "Because if I become a girl, Daddy can't pass on his name. Only a boy can continue the Family Name." Momma smiled, "Jay Lee, THAT'S not a problem, at all." "It isn't?" "No, Sweetheart. YOU can keep your daddy’s family name, or choose any name that you wish." "Oh, Okay then. I want to keep Daddy's name, even 'IF' I marry some day." "I am sure that your daddy will appreciate that, and this 'suit' makes it so that you can have babies as if you were born a girl." "That's great! But where did this bodysuit come from?" "Amity Island Medical Supplies, why?" "Well, it seems VERY convenient that the same business that operates Amity Island's computers also sells this 'suit'. Is this the same one that Iwor e last Halloween when I was Supergirl?" "No, I had to exchange it since it barely fit you last time." "Was the last one like this one?" "Come to think about it, no. the last one couldn't make you a girl." "Momma, I think that something strange is going on here." "I too, let's talk to Lee when he returns, Jay Lee. But you STILL need to get dressed." "Okay, Momma." "Go wash up for dinner, AFTER you give him a kiss and hug." "Sure thing, but why, Momma? I NEVER did it before, even when I was in girl mode." "Because, living as a girl until this is fixed, it's best to act like one. Besides, haven't you wanted to do just that for years, but was afraid too?" "Okay, Momma. I'll give him a MONSTER 'hello' greeting," I giggled. As Daddy entered he called out, "Daddy's home!" I caused him to stagger back a step as I tackled him with my kiss and hug, after he'd shut and bolted the door, "Welcome home, Daddy!" "OOF! Jay Lee, you still know how to tackle, Princess," he chuckled. "Of course, Daddy! I might be dressed as a girl, but I am STILL a boy," I giggled. "I know," he sighed. "And I've done what I can to fix things for you." "We know, and Momma and I have news that you won't like." "You mean about you possibly being hypnotized into wanting to be a girl?" "How do you know that?" "I don't for sure, but when your mother was found to have cancer, we were all sent to counseling to help cope with it. And they used hypnosis on all of us to help us cope." "Daddy, even though I might wanna be a girl because of it, I simply can't see myself as a boy!" I wept bitter tears as he held me. "I know, Sport. And if I can, I'll have you deprogrammed." "Deprogrammed?" "That's what they call the technique where the hypnosis is reversed, Champ." "Jay Lee, I know that you want to be a farmer like me, and learn all of the domestic skills that your mother can teach you as well as be a Rainbow Scout. But before we can let that happen, I must know if you are ready to be a girl while we look into this conspiracy." All of us wanted for me to get a degree in Agricultural Engineering to honor Daddy, that meant going to school, or home schooling. But neither Momma, nor Daddy was certified teachers, and ALL of the teachers were employed by Amity Island Board Of Education. "Momma, what are you doing?" "The bath oil will cause your hair to fall out, so wear that shower cap, or you'll need a wig. Your hair's long enough to be given a feminine styling." "Okay, what else will it do to me?" "Make your skin soft, softening your calluses" "EEWW! That sounds NASTY!" "I know, Jay Lee. But it's what we women go through to be beautiful." "But Momma, 'IF' I can go back to being a boy, can I?" "Yes. Now you need to know that this oil will work through your bodysuit and make it so that you can keep it on for as long as you need." "Okay, Momma, I trust you, NOT the 'suit'. I wanna go back to being a boy, if I was supposed to be one." I got into the tub, and the bodysuit used to my body, causing my body to absorb my boy bits and reshaping me so that I looked like I was twelve. I grew 'A' cup breasts; my waist shrunk an inch while my hips grew an inch. But my greatest horror was seen when I got out of the tub. "Momma, should my breasts be getting any bigger?" "No, Why? Do they seem to be growing?" "Yes, they do. And I feel out of sorts, too." "GET OUT!" She pulled me out of the tub and rinsed me off, seeing my now pert breasts and burgeoning hips that made me look like her at twelve. She also saw blood in my vagina. "MY GOD, JAY LEE! YOU ARE HAVING YOUR FIRST PERIOD!" "WHAT!?" I exclaimed as I fainted. "I'm here, Princes," she wept. "Am I now a girl, like you?" "Yes, you seem to be. But that blood in your vagina could be your body absorbing your male genitals." "So, no matter what, I am a girl from now on," I sighed. "Yes, but I'm taking you to see your cousin Gary on the Mainland. He a gynecologist, and will be able to tell exactly what you are." "Where's Daddy?" "Waiting to see if you're alright. You are now a girl, and his seeing you now is inappropriate." "Because I am NOW a girl, physically," I sighed. "Yes, unfortunately true." "Then I need to wear something a lot less 'mature' since I'm still a kid." "I agree, but I simply had to see if you actually did look like me when I was a teen, you do except that my eyes are gray, and your's are hazel." "Momma, I almost wanna see if Daddy can tell us apart," I admitted. Momma hugged me, "My child, believe me when I tell you that is a normal reaction of a daughter." "Huh?" "Yes, every daughter looks for a boy like her father, and every son looks for a girl like his mother." "Why?" "Remember the phrase A son is a son till he takes a wife, but daughter is a daughter all her life?'" "I GET IT NOW!" "Tell me then." "Acceding to that phrase, once a son marries, the father let's him go to form a family, but the father will always see his daughter as his Princess." "That's right." "But Momma, I don't know if I am a boy or a girl!" I exclaimed. "That means that in your own way, you're trying to find who you are, but have you thought about your father?." "Huh?" "Have you given any thought to how he sees you?" "No." "Well, he sees you as his daughter." "Oh," I replied sheepishly. Then Daddy knocked on the door, "May I come in?" "Not yet, Dear, Jay lee is still in her nightie." "Okay, but please hurry up. I want to see my beautiful daughter." "Just sit in your lounger, Lee. She'll be ready shortly." "Okay, Honey." "Momma, how did I get to my room?" "You'd fainted, but I was able to guide you here, and dress you, too." "But why this?" I asked as I held out my hands. "Well, I had to see for myself if you were when I was younger. And I wanted such sexy intimates when I was your age." Then I held my breasts, "Bet'cha didn't have 'these' when you were my age, though," I giggled. "JAY LEE! BEHAVE YOURSELF!" admonished Momma as she giggled with me. "What do I wear over this?" I asked as I was looking at my red-hued legs. Momma handed me a burgundy mid-thigh skirt and pink blouse, "Wear this, after makeup." I sat down at the vanity and quickly applied my makeup. Momma had taught me all about makeup and jewelry when I was in the first grade because I wanted to wear it when I was a girl, now all of those skills were coming in handy. After the makeup, I brushed out my auburn hair, which fell in luxurious waves onto my shoulders making me like Farah Fawcett Majors. Then I donned the blouse and skirt, stepped into my red sandals. "Jay Lee, you look way better than I did when I was your age." "Thanks, Momma. But why do I look like you did when you were twelve, not ten?" "Both of your granny's were early bloomers. I guess that you inherited that from them." "Oh, you sure that it's not 'them manipulating my body?" "Jay lee, the bodysuit can not alter your body's shape THAT much without a doctor doing it." "Okay, time to show Daddy." "Break a leg." I opened the door and glided down the hall to the den where Daddy at in his lounger, watching a pro football game. I came up behind him and waited for a commercial, "Well, Daddy. Are YOU ready?" He stared at me as I stood in front of him, "You’re as beautiful as your mother was when we first met." "Thanks, Daddy." He patted the arm of his lounger, the one that I sat on at times "Want to watch a movie with me? I have the latest 'Potter' film loaded." "Sure thing, but we need our snacks and pop." Momma came in, carrying a tray filled with our refreshments, "Here they are, you two. Do you think that I'd let y'all go without?" After she placed the tray on the ottoman by Daddy's lounger, he kissed and hugged her, "Thanks, Jaimie. Jay Lee and I need this time together." "I know, Lee. I've spent a lot of time with her, NOW it's your time." I sat on Daddy's chair arm, my hued legs in his lap. I felt safe and secure there, knowing that Daddy was there to protect me. We watched the movie while Momma spent this time on her hobby of sewing. When the movie was over, Daddy carried me to bed and tucked me in. I slept like a baby in my skirt and blouse, and found that I like sleeping in pantyhose. Scared about that reaction, I hurriedly got up and saw myself in my dresser mirror. I saw a vivacious young woman who looked as if she had spent the night out, partying. My clothes were wrinkled, hair a mess, and my legs glistened in their red hued glory of the pantyhose. My bedroom door was ajar, so Daddy saw me staring at myself in wonder. He came to me and guided me to Momma, "Yes, Jay Lee. You are that beautiful. You are now a woman, NOT a child. Now you must listen to your mother," he said gently. "But why? I am only ten years old." "Because now you have the body of a young woman. As a young woman, you can get pregnant. Do you want to be a mother at such a young age?" "No, Daddy. If I am to be your daughter, I want to be a virgin bride for you to give away." Daddy hugged me, and I felt a strong desire for him to hold me and keep me safe as a daddy should for his daughter. "Jay Lee?" "Yes, Daddy?" "Are you scared?" "Kinda." "What about?" "Being a girl, Daddy." "Relax! we are here for you. We went through what you're going through." "What was it like?" "Confusing, but saving ourselves for each other until our wedding night was well worth it." I kissed him, my desire abated by his words of wisdom, "Daddy, I hope that I can find the right one for me." "You will, Princess, you will." |
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By Stanman63 Thanks To JennaFL For Proofing And Nora Adrienne for editing! Synopsis:In a small town, friendly to the T.G. Community, a plan is set into motion to help the transgendered to switch genders if they wish. As part of the plan, their records are changed in the National Data Base and are given the choice to either go ahead with the transition and live with the new gender and identity, or wait. But there is a dark secret about the island to be uncovered. |
We went into my parent’s bedroom where Momma was wearing a pink shorts outfit and white hose with pink sneakers, "Jay Lee, are you ready for our talk?"
"About sex?"
"Yes, dear."
"Okay, but I am a mess, I pouted.
Daddy chuckled, "You tell her Princess. While you two are busy, I'll head into the office."
"What about Jay Lee's mystery?"
"I have to go, in order to set things into motion. I am wary of letting too many know about my concerns, so I'll have to make it look like a regular investigation."
Momma and I hugged Daddy, "Careful there, Love."
"Break a leg, Daddy."
After Daddy left, I sat down at my vanity to apply makeup. The makeup was easy, as if I'd been doing it for years when in reality, Momma had been doing my makeup. When I was through, I had looked like I wasn't wearing any except for lipstick and a hint of eye shadow. Then Momma let out a sigh, "What's wrong, Momma?"
"Just watching my new daughter grow up so fast. I used to do your make up, but now you do it like a pro."
"Well, I had a great teacher. And if I am programmed to be a girl, I might just have all of the skills downloaded."
"Lord, I pray not!"
"You think that if they did, I could be made to be some sort of weapon like those sleepers sent over here to hurt people?"
"Yes, but since you don't look like you're a Mid Easterner, probably not."
"Then what would they download?"
"Hopefully only what you need to know as a girl, but be wary, you just might find yourself doing something that you'd rather not do."
"I'll do my best, but if I get the hots for a guy, please pull me back so that I stay a virgin."
"I promise."
"Good, but what about us going out today?"
"Well, you've already got your makeup on, now to get you dressed."
Momma got me out a pink 'HELLO KITTY' top and dark pink skort, beige pantyhose, and pink bobby socks and sneakers. The skort was very short, making me look as if I was wearing hot pants, or a panty.
"Momma, isn't the skort a bit short?" I asked after I'd donned it.
"Jay Lee, you are a preteen girl, and that IS the fashion for girl's your age and up."
Then I posed seductively, "OK, Momma, but if I get asked by Bob Arnold to be one of his Hooter Girl's don't get mad at him," I snickered.
"Okay," she giggled back.
Leaving the house, we met Amy, now Andrew wearing his red 'SHAZAM!' t-shirt and jeans, "Hey there, I see that you got hit, too, Jay Lee."
"Yep. At least I can keep my name. What's your boy name, Andrew?"
"Yeah," he sheepishly replied. But I'll be Anje to my friends, though," he blushed.
"Anje?"
He looked over to his mother, Monica Stevens, "Yes, Anje, my Granpa was called Anje" she explained.
"Yeah, that way, my name can be like yours, Jay Lee, either male, or female."
"Anje, my husband's and my name are like Jay Lee's, too," Momma grinned.
"Jamie, you know that Anje was never taught to use an adult's first name," admonished Monica.
"True, Monica, but shouldn't Anje know that?"
"Okay, you're right. I just don't want my new son to unlearn his manners. That's all," she sighed.
"Momma, even though I am now a boy, I want to be a girl. But I must admit that Jay Lee makes a cute girl," he blushed.
I hugged him and he touched my butt, "HEY! NO TOUCHING!" I laughed.
"Sorry, Jay, but it seemed like the thing to do."
"Well, Okay. But no more! I never did it to you when you were a girl!"
"Come along, Romeo. Time to get you to practice," announced Monica as she carted Anje away.
As we got into Momma's black Thunderbird, she passed me a pink purse she had kept hidden "Take this, Jay Lee. It has a small makeup kit and other essentials that you need as a girl, including your old student I.D. so that we can get a new one for you"
"Okay, but I'm scared, all the same. How do I act so as not to show my fear? What if I am one of only a few affected?"
"This can be fun if you let it be, I know that you're not looking forward to being out in public as a girl, but since you don't have a choice, don't fight it. Just relax and go with the flow as you let it happen."
"Okay, Momma, but I can only imagine what everyone will say when they see me like this. I mean, some of my friends think that I'm a tomboy."
"Well, in a way, they were right. But I believe that we will see changes in most, if not all of the students,"
"Except for the non-T.G. students, I bet,"
"Good point."
Momma pulled into 'Betty's Style Shoppe' where Momma went to get her hair done, "Jay Lee, I know that this is your first time to get your hair done as a girl, but Betty is a long time friend of mine. She will make you feel like a Princess."
"I like her, Momma. Whenever she came over to play cards with you and Daddy, she'd spend time playing with me until the game started, then I'd go play games on my Nintendo," I gushed.
I walked in behind Momma who was greeted warmly, "Come in, Jamie And who is this lovely lady with you?"
"This is my new daughter, Jay Lee. She needs everything, Betty,” sighed Momma.
"I thought that Jay Lee was a boy."
"He was my son until some stupid computer glitch changed his gender to female in the records. Now, according to the school, he must attend as a girl."
"HMM. I've heard about that over the radio. It looks as if most of the football teams are affected. Only the non-T.G. students weren't affected."
"That's what I thought, Ma'am."
Betty smiled at me, "Jamie, boy or girl, your child is very smart."
"Thanks, Ma'am."
"Jay Lee, just call me Betty, please. You are so sweet to show me such respect."
"Yes Ma'am, Betty," I grinned.
"Smarty! Well, what do you need girl?"
"Betty, she needs the works, and also a selection of uniforms for school," replied Momma.
"Okay, we have the: cheerleader, color guard, dance team, majorettes, girl's sports teams and Drum Majorette uniforms, what all do you need?"
"Momma, I'd like the whole enchilada, please, for all three schools."
"Why dear?"
"Well, I wasn't a cheerleader in Amity Island Elementary, but it looks like I am, in Amity Island Junior High School, and possibly Amity Island High School. I'd like to wear the band and Cheer uniforms to school, just for kicks."
"Okay, I can allow that. What hair style do you want?"
I looked at Betty, "I'd prefer a pageboy."
"Why a page boy?" asked Momma.
"It's unisex, that way if I can become a boy again, my hair won't be a problem."
"I quite agree with you, Jay Lee. Besides, with your figure, you'll make a cute girl or handsome young man," offered Betty.
I sat down in the barber's chair and Betty went to work on my hair. I spent all day there as Betty and her employees treated my body to the many pleasures of the salon. My hair and makeup were done, including my nails, as well as an all over body massage that removed all of the dead layers of skin, oils and dirt, leaving behind fresh, new skin.
After my session in the steam room and cool down in the lounge, Betty approached me with a huge grin on her face as she plunked a parcel on my lap, "Here you go, Jay Lee, here are your lingerie and hose. Put these on, then you can try on the clothes for you to wear home."
"But what about what I wore?"
"You are a 33/25/33 with a 'B' cup but growing into a 'C' with a pushup bra. But ever since your treatment, you might have changed a bit."
I donned the suntan sheer to waist pantyhose and was still a petite, but the one-piece lingerie proved that I was the same size as before. What I really liked about my lingerie was its red color and skirt that just covered my panty.
"Okay, Betty, don't I look sexy?"
"Indeed you do. NEVER, let a man see you in that, or you might get into trouble," she giggled.
"Then why do I get this?"
"Honey, EVERY woman deserves at least one piece of killer lingerie, just as she deserves her own L.B.D."
"L.B.D.?"
"Little Black Dress."
"Oh, but I am still a kid."
She hugged me, ""I know, but like your mother, I want you to experience everything that a woman does while we are here to keep you safe."
"But you can't really do that, Betty, not when it involves me dating," I giggled.
She playfully cuffed me, "Smarty! By the time you are dating, it'll be the guys who need protecting. But I thought that you didn't want to date guys."
"Well, not now! But by the time that I am old enough, I'll be wanting to. Right now, I just wanna be a kid."
Momma came in then, "Glad to here it, Luv. Now it's time to try out your uniforms."
I looked at the selection "According to Daddy, my choices were limited to a skirt."
"As a girl, you can wear capris, dresses, pants, skirts, or a skort with matching bloomer. They can be solid, or plaid. The blazer, sweater vest, and blouse, tie, socks and/or tights like everything else. But pantyhose may be skin tone as well," offered Momma.
"I am glad of that, but aren't they a bit form fitting?"
"Yes, but that's the uniform style. If I'd not specified bloomers, the hems would be down to the knees. As they are now, they're cheerleader length, except for the capris."
"I guess that some dirty old men want us girls to be what Daddy calls 'eye candy'. But why?"
"I don't know, but even my old uniforms are a bit short, but not like yours. What about you, Betty?"
"Same here, Jamie."
I left wearing a red blazer, knee hi socks, blue sweater vest, tie pleated skirt and bloomer and white blouse with taupe hose and penny loafers. We'd decided to have my uniforms delivered because Momma's car couldn't hold them all.
As we were getting into the car, we saw a new girl arrive, "Jay Lee, do you recognize her?"
It took me a moment, but I knew who he was, "That's Harry Reynolds! He's in the band at school. I never knew that he wanted to be a girl!"
"Let's find out then."
As the now feminine Harry and his mother, Carrie approached, "Jamie, is that Jay Lee?"
"Yes, it is, Carrie. I assume that young lady with you is Harry dressed as Harriett."
Harriett was wearing a tight black top, skort, fishnets and boots, making her look like a hooker.
"Yes, this is Harriett. [sigh] Unfortunately, this is the only girly outfit that she has."
"Mom, I wouldn't even have this if I hadn't kept my Halloween costume."
"I know, Harri, but I still think that it makes you look too damned sexy."
"I can't help it if I am smaller than you. You played basketball for the school."
"I'm not mad at you, child. It's this stupid mistake, and the fact that you take after your father."
"Harriett, are you a cheerleader now, or on the dance team?"
"Neither, I'm a majorette and on the basketball team."
"Cool, I'm a cheerleader and softball player."
"Oh, you get your uniforms from here?"
"Yep, and every other girls team uniform for every school."
"Why?"
"That way, I can see just how far I can test the limits. After all, they are all school uniforms," I giggled.
"Jamie, you actually went along with that?" laughed Carrie.
"Yes, I agree with Jamie, so does Betty."
"Oh, she'll agree with anything that increases her sales," Carrie smirked.
"True, but she doesn't like what's going on, even if it means increased sales for her."
Then Harri hugged me, "Thanks for being before me, Jay Lee. Now I know that I can do it, too."
"My pleasure."
Momma called Daddy on her cell phone as we sat in the car; Lee, Jay Lee and I are through for the day, how about you?
Me too. My caseload can be handled by my staff."
Any news on Jay Lee's problem?
Yes, meet me at Charlie's Steakhouse for dinner.
Best be ready, Mister Moneybags.
Oh?
Yes, oh. Jay Lee and I only had a honey bun for lunch at Betty's
WHAT! Why didn't she feed you two?
We BOTH had the works done, Buster.
Then it'd better be worth EVERY penny.
We got out of the car and headed into the restaurant. Charlie's Steakhouse is built like a giant barn with extensions going off the sides. The silo is where he has is office and apartment. He keeps the kitchen and supplies upstairs where his employees have their changing rooms and lounge. The waitresses all wear a denim skirt, shorts, or skorts and western blouse with cowboy boots. Some of them like the shorter hems. The busboys wear red and white pin stripe dress shirts with a western string tie, red suspenders and black pants and shoes while the manager wears a red blazer over their uniform.
As we approached, I couldn't help but appreciate Momma's skirt suit. It was red with a pink blouse, bloomer, cream hose and black flats. She never did wear heels.
"Jamie, Jay Lee, wait for us!" yelled Granny.
She was wearing her traditional blouse and ankle length skirt while Grandpa wore his overall and plaid shirt. They raised turkeys and seldom dressed up, except for church.
"Hey, Momma! Why are you two here away from your birds?"
"Jamie Anne Nichols, I got me a hankering' fer a steak! And you know that Chuck's steaks are the best. Now, why don't you and Jay lee join us and tell me why my grandson is now my granddaughter."
"Grandpa, this ain't my idea. There's some foul up with the school computer that lists me as a girl."
"So, why dress as a girl?"
School rule."
"Well, darn them yokels! I knew that they'd screw up using that computer!"
"Now, Frank. You know that Jay Lee likes to be a girl at times. Do you want to see our grandchild cry?" asked Granny.
No, Lydia. I want for Jay Lee to be happy. But I don't understand his dressing as a girl."
I hugged him, "Grandpa, it's more than dressing, now."
"You mean to tell me that I finally have a granddaughter?"
"Yes, I've found that I am a girl at heart. If I am not being tricked, that is," I sighed.
"What do you mean, Child?"
"Momma, when we were treated for my cancer, we think that they made Jay Lee's curiosity about wearing dresses into his wanting to be a girl," Momma informed Granny.
"But why?"
"We don't know, but there is something wrong with the computers that list the T.G. students as the opposite sex, seemingly."
Grandpa sighed, "I'm sorry, I voted against it, but didn't carry out my threat to move away. If'n I had, none o this would’ve happened."
Granny kissed Grandpa, "Now Franklin, you stayed because our daughter had fallen in love with Lee. And our sons had already gotten married and moved to the Mainland, you couldn't break her heart since Lee had just moved here."
"You're right, but I so hate having some crum bum hurt our daughter."
We went in and found that Daddy had reserved the 'Ponderosa' dining room for us, "When I saw that y'all'd met up outside, I knew that it'd be a big party," he smirked.
"Yep! Just like a Tom fool attorney to hide sumthin'. Ain't it, Jay Lee" Asked Grandpa in humor.
"I don't know about that, Grandpa. You're talking about Daddy," I giggled.
"Dang it, Yer right! Muh eyes must need glasses," he cackled with glee, having poked fun at Daddy who was smiling, knowing that Grandpa loved him.
Marge, the waitress came and took our dinner order. We all had a steak with mashed potatoes and gravy with camp fire beans [a bean soup with onions and spices as well as bits of fat trimmed off of the meat] with apple pie for desert. We had sassafras tea to drink, too.
"The salad bar comes free with your order," she informed us.
"Marge, did they have a salad bar out West during the Cowboy days?"
"Gramps, they did in the finer diners in California where you could have a salad," Marge smirked.
"Easy there, Romeo! You're married to me!" announced Granny as she playfully cuffed him.
"Dang it, you're no fun," cackled Grandpa.
Marge went away, shaking her head.
"Lee, any information on Jay Lee?"
"Afraid not, Jamie," Daddy sighed.
"Daddy, you mean that I'm stuck as a girl?"
"Yes, and I can't seem to get anywhere near solving this dilemma. Not even my using my authority helped."
"Is Attorney General Scott in on it?"
"I don't know, Poppa Frank. He is vacationing in Europe."
"Then, what did you accomplish?"
"Momma Lydia, I got my team of detectives and investigators looking into everything to do with the problem, and the results are frightening to comprehend."
"Son, why do you say that?" asked a suddenly serious Grandpa.
"Poppa Frank, this looks like a conspiracy to change every transgendered student here on the Island, no matter their wishes."
"You mean that a gay or lesbian student will be forced to change?"
"Yes, or leave the Island. Unfortunately, most don't have that option."
"Well, Frank and I can help them get away with their families since our farm is on Island Cove," offered Granny.
"And our houseboat can easily get them to the Mainland. Heck, we could even take their cars on the cargo barge by driving them into the holds," agreed Grandpa.
"We need to organize everything before we can even think about that. How many others will want to join?" asked Momma.
"Before you two get into anything, you MUST think bout Jay Lee, first. If they get wind of your activities, she'll pay, not you," admonished granny.
"You're right, Lydia. Lee and I can ask others who can help out, away from any prying eyes."
"But what about now? Can't they spy on us?"
Daddy chuckled, "No, Jay Lee. THIS room is kept safe by my people. In fact, they swept the block just before we got here."
We completed dinner and went our separate ways with a most definite somber outlook on events. My grandparents were both anxious to form a group to help those that wanted to get away. Theirs was only one of twenty farms on the coast. Most were fish farms where they kept lobster, crabs and fish in fenced in pools. But next to them were other farms.
Nearly all of the farms were run by Grandpa's friends and like him, disliked technology. He could easily organize them into helping out, but what about their children? Many of them were involved with the school, or government. Would they turn against their friends or family?
Daddy had his problems being the Assistant District Attorney, Which of his detectives, paralegals, and investigators he could trust, let alone the secretaries and others in City Hall.
Momma was worried about the other businesses affected by the 'glitch'. So far, all of them that we'd visited were against it in principal, at least. But we've only visited those who Momma knows, could others actually WANT it? Only time will tell about things.
Momma and I got home and put away my new wardrobe and stored away my boy clothes. My bedroom is pretty androgynous with its pale, brown paneling, matching carpet and ceiling tiles as well as the furniture.
The dressers, wardrobe, bed, nightstands and desk-chair set were hand built of maple with pine trim. Grandpa had made it for me when I was born with durability and versatility in mind. My old baby crib was now my bed.
The wood had been cured, then each piece given a pale varnish. After assembly, each piece was given a white varnish with a light brown trim varnish to match the room, but now I needed a vanity and matching stool.
After the marathon task of getting my clothes put away, we sat on the hope chest under the window with a cup of juice to refresh ourselves. We were just relaxing as my stereo played gospel music from W.C.A.I.
"Jay Lee?"
Yes, Momma?"
You need a vanity and a stool."
"I know, and makeup and jewelry, too."
"Well, luckily, you and I can use the same makeup colors, and since I keep myself well stocked, you have all of the makeup that you'll need."
"OK, but what about my vanity?"
"You're vain enough, already," giggled Momma.
I picked up a nearby stuffed 'Godzilla' and bopped her, "Me, vain?" I asked, giggling.
Momma got my stuffed 'Rodan' and bopped me back, "Yes, you."
After our pillow fight ended by mutual consent, we sprawled on the floor, exhausted, but strangely refreshed. It was as if by bopping each other, we'd freed ourselves of pent up frustration. Best of all, my 'stuffies' had survived.
Granny had made me stuffed versions of my favorite monsters from us watching the 'Monster Movie Marathon' at the Amity Island Cinema. Each Saturday morning, they'd show the classics of each franchise monster and have C.D.'s, and tapes for sale of that monster's adventures. But when several monsters were in a movie, each monster's debut film was sold as well.
Daddy bought the entire collection because he too was a monster buff. His hobby was to collect the toy monsters and aliens. He had built a scale model city and island for them to stomp on. Heck, he'd even built his own scale model spaceships from the movies.
But Granny was the one who made them real for me. She would take old burlap bags and line them with long john fabric on the inside, denim on the outside and stuff it with the bits and pieces from her sewing, knitting and crocheting. I kept most of them up in the attic on shelves and rotated them every Saturday.
"Well, Kiddo. Did you enjoy our scuffle?"
"I did, Momma, but I STILL need my vanity and stool."
"Have you checked in the garage apartment's utility shed?"
"No, why?"
Well, your bedroom matches that of the garage apartment's guest bedroom. There should be a vanity and stool in storage, or in the room."
"There is one in the guest bedroom. I saw it last time that Granny and Grandpa spent Christmas with us."
"Oh?"
"Yes, Ma'am. Granny and I used it to store away all of the gifts that they'd brought."
"Did you do any peeking?"
"No, not that I didn't try," I blushed.
"She caught you, didn't she?" giggled Momma.
"Yes, caught me trying to get the keys. But she only looked at me until I gave her back the keys. She NEVER did spank me about it."
"That's my mother for you, she won't spank unless you actually do something worth spanking about. When you undo your bad action, she relents. But do it again and she spanks double."
And then Grandpa spanks, then Daddy."
"Well, for you, yes. Not for me."
We heard Daddy pull up, "Quick! Put on your 'Pooh' nightshirt. I'll put mine on and see if he notices."
"Okay, but we're wearing different colored hose."
"Then we will BOTH wear skaters’ tights."
Momma went to her room to get ready and I stripped off my clothes and hose, opened a pack of skater's tights that I would wear under my costumes or skate dresses, pulled on pink panties and my pink 'Pooh' nightshirt, and pink knee-high’s.
Momma was with Daddy as I came down the stairs. His first sight of me left him speechless as I stood in front of him. He looked from me to Momma, mouth agape. I saw him actually getting excited while looking at me, "Daddy, am I THAT beautiful?"
"Damn! Jay Lee, you look exactly like your mother. Please don't tease me."
I hugged Daddy, "Don't worry, Daddy. Momma is wearing her wedding bands. I don't have any jewelry, and my hair is styled differently."
"True, but 'IF' you were to try, you might get into trouble."
"Daddy, as much as I love you, I still want to be a virgin for my wedding. Besides, sex might just get me stuck as a girl."
"Lee, you reacted to Jay Lee as you did me when I was twelve. Remember our first time?"
"Yes, on our wedding night. And I've NEVER regretted it, either."
"Neither have I."
Momma and I set the table, then, just as dinner was ready, my Grandparents showed up!
"Momma, Daddy, why are you here?"
"We thought that we could all use some down time. So we went to Salem's Diner and got their Mexico Delight," offered Grandpa.
"And we got Jay Lee one of their waitress uniforms," added Granny as she passed me the uniform.
"May I try it on?"
"Go on, that way I can't confuse you with your mother," agreed Daddy.
"So, Lee saw Jay Lee and got excited." stated Grandpa.
"Daddy, yes he did. But he also told Jay Lee to NOT flirt with him and Jay Lee replied that she wants to be a virgin for her wedding, like me and Lee were," announced Momma.
Looking at both of us in our 'Pooh" nightshirt with their mid thigh hem, Grandpa sighed, "Well, with both of you showing off your legs, no doubt Lee will be horny as hell for you, Jamie."
I headed up to my room and donned the uniform, placing my night shirt on my bed. I stepped into the black leotard and buttoned up the front that made it look like a blouse. Then I pulled up the pleated blue skirt with its apron that covered my breasts after I'd slipped its string over my head. Then I donned the white knee hi socks and buster brown shoes and headpiece.
I went into the den where everybody was and knocked on the doorway, "Ahem."
Granny looked at me, "Damn! You are so beautiful."
"She does seem to have that effect on people, Momma,"
Grandpa whistled and adjusted his overall, "Lee ain't the only one horny as hell. Best be ready, Lydia."
"I will be, Franklin," she agreed with a Cheshire grin.
They stayed until late, then, when I went to bed, I knew that the next day promised to be very interesting. It would be my first day in Amity Island United Methodist Church as a girl. I slept in my night dress and hose, dreaming about letting a man have his way with me.
In the morning, I discovered blood in my panty, "MOMMA! I AM BLEEDING!!!!"
my parents and grandparents rushed to my room and Granny and Momma entered, "BLEEDING?"
"YES, MOMMA! BLEEDING!"
They ran into my room, "Lee, Jay Lee CAN'T be bleeding!"
"She is, Momma. I thought that she had strained herself a bit, yesterday, but told her about menses. She fainted, and I had her to soak in the tub. Now, it's come full blown."
Granny sprawled into my hope chest at the end of my bed while Momma sat by me, "Jay Lee, that means that you now have the body of a young woman," she sighed.
"Me? Woman?"
"Yes, we never thought that that bodysuit would actually bond with your body, but it has. Now your body is totally female."
"But I am only ten! I shouldn't be bleeding!"
"Jay Lee, BOTH your Granny and I started our menses at your age. Only we weren't as developed as you are."
"Momma, I'm scared!"
Granny came over and sat on my other side, "Princess, we will be here for you. In fact, your Grandpa and I will stay here in the garage apartment to help you," she offered as she hugged me.
"Thanks, Granny. I am feeling a bit okay now."
"Then go and get yourself into the tub. A good warm bath will help you with that. And while you’re in there with Granny, I'll get you sorted for today."
"Okay, Momma. But what about my bleeding shouldn’t I go to the doctor?"
"Honey, I'll call Doctor Melanie Brown, your mother's and my gynecologist to get you in, Monday."
"Thanks, Granny."
Momma took me to the bathroom and prepared the tub for me. While it was filling, she told the men about me, "Damn it! Now our son is our daughter! If only we'd chosen breast forms and a gaffe," Daddy sighed.
"Lee, the only way to have avoided this was to have moved away. But how were you to know that this’d have happened?"
"You're right, Poppa Frank. But I still feel responsible."
"Lee, you are not guilty of anything but being a good provider. Whoever is behind this conspiracy is guilty," added Momma.
"Daddy, I can't be your son, anymore. But I am proud to be your 'Princess' and let you spoil me rotten like you do Momma."
"Okay, Princess. But I fully expect for you to excel at being a girl," he said as he hugged me.
Momma led me into the bathroom and locked the door, "Strip off everything and ease yourself into the water. It's very warm."
I did as she instructed and soon found my body relaxing from the heat as it soothed my aching body. Momma helped me by washing my hair in the fragrant water and when done, helped me to get out.
"Jay Lee, Here is a tampon to put up in your vagina. Just sit down, and I will insert it for you, but watch what I do so that you can do it next time."
"Will it hurt?"
"There might be a bit of discomfort, but that's because of your body's extremely sensitive nature at this time. But don't worry, It's your rite of passage into womanhood," she smiled.
I sat with my legs open so that she could do it. She gently peeled away the lips and eased it up into me, leaving the string outside. When she'd touched the lips, I gasped in ecstasy as I felt waves of pleasure from her gentle caress. As the tampon entered me, I felt as if my body was filled with pleasure as I moaned as blood and a musky smelling clear liquid oozed out.
"Felt good, from what I saw," she said as she cleaned me using a wet wipe and stuffing it into the waste basket when done.
"Yes, will it do that every time?"
"For some women, yes. But every woman responds differently. Some feel bloated and sore, up to those who have easy menses."
"What about me?"
"From what I can tell, like me, you’ll have an erotic menses."
"Are you in menses?"
"Yes, I am. That's why you’re Granny and I knew that it was your time. Back when she was still menstruating, we had ours together."
"What? You mean that she stopped?"
"Yes, about a year ago. All women stopped when they get older. That's why she sees the doctor that you will on Monday."
"Oh, to keep Granny healthy?"
"Yes, we women have a chance of getting breast cancer, and older women osteoporosis."
"Thanks for telling me, Momma," I said as I hugged her.
"It's what Mothers are for, child. Now put on your panty, but don't pull them to the waist. You need a pad as well."
I stepped into the red panty and pulled it to my hips. Momma then placed a pad in it and folded the wings around the inside hem of my panty.
"Okay, go ahead and pull up your panty. You're wearing a heavy pad right now to catch any flow. You should be menses free by Wednesday Like I will be."
"What if I keep bleeding?"
Then we'll get you to the E.R. and have the bodysuit removed. And if it can't be, the manufacturer will be shut down for making a shoddy 'suit."
"GOD! I hope that doesn't happen!"
"Me too. Now do you want pantyhose or thigh hi's?"
"What about taking out the crotch of my hose?"
Momma grinned, "No need, there's a pair of them ready made with me. I felt that you'd want them, and they are taupe, too."
I sat down and pulled up the pantyhose, seeing that the gusset was absent. Other than that, it looked like my sheer to the waist hose.
"Here is your red sailor girl dress and matching socks and gloves. With your straw sun hat, you'll look adorable."
She was right. My dress fitted me perfectly. The pleated skirts hem at mid thigh and blue tie and white collar with the wide brim of my hat and its red band around the crown that held a red rose in it made my socks and penny loafers look like Shirley Temple.
Momma handed me my red purse, "Jay Lee, your purse has a spare pad, panty, and tampon as well as your wallet. If you wish, you can take your book bag instead since it’s also red."
"My bag, that way I can carry my Bible."
Momma handed me my book bag after dropping my purse in it. My Bible and Sunday School book was already in it, so I put my arms through the straps and rested it on my back. Looking in the mirror on the door, I saw a very cute girl that I'd become and I knew that any boy would want to date me.
My school books were carried in my 'U.S. Army backpack. It was made from the same material as the Army field uniform, except that it was waterproofed. Daddy had gotten it for me for our camping trips.
We'd go to Grandpa's farm and set up a tent during my summer vacation and live off of the land. There was a forest where everything but bears and cats roamed. The wolf packs were used to humans in the forest and didn't attack.
I went downstairs where the men were wearing there Sunday clothes of dress slacks and shoes with matching socks, black belt, white short sleeve dress shirt, tie and matching blazer while Granny wore a white sundress with taupe hose and sandals to match the pink carnation on her dress. But Momma surprised me.
"Okay, I'm ready."
I looked and she was dressed like Granny, except that her flowers were red roses, "But Momma, don't you need to shower?"
"We all showered last night after you went to bed."
Then as I was complimented on my dress, we left for Church.
To Be Continued In Operation Amity-3
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By Stanman63 Thanks To JennaFL For Proofing And Nora Adrienne for editing! Synopsis:In a small town, friendly to the T.G. Community, a plan is set into motion to help the transgendered to switch genders if they wish. As part of the plan, their records are changed in the National Data Base and are given the choice to either go ahead with the transition and live with the new gender and identity, or wait. But there is a dark secret about the island to be uncovered. |
Billie Pilgrim our Youth Pastor was my Sunday School teacher. She was very concerned about how so many of her students had been changed by the event and was quite worried about how to treat most of us. Many of the changed were very shy or sullen, not knowing how to act, but Billie saw how me and Anje were comfortable and came over to us.
Anje was wearing a blue polo shirt with corduroy jeans and black sneakers; typical fashion for boyss while Billie wore a cream colored skirt suit with ivory hose, and white sandals.
"Ann, Jay Lee, I see that you two have accepted your change. will you two please talk to the others about accepting the change?"
"I am Andrew now, Billie. I will help because something happened that confirmed my new status."
"I am still Jay Lee, Ma'am. We went through an experience that confirmed our new gender. so we BOTH can share about our experience."
"Good, because the others need your insight."
Ariel Montine, the Youth Department Secretary rang the assembly bell, "Ladies and gentlemen, Billie and I can see that you are in need of counseling over what happened recently. Are there any who wish to step forward to help?"
Anje and I stood up, "Ariel, before this, I was a girl, now I am Andrew, a boy. But I prefer to be called Anje by my friends."
"Thank you Anje, and who are you, Miss?"
"I was the boy that you knew as Jay Lee. Now I am a girl named Jay Lee."
"Good. By standing forth, you BOTH have become counseloors. Are you ready?"
"Ma'am, my parents taught me to help others in need. And even though I am now a boy, I still want to help."
"Ariel, Billie, for some of us, this change is most welcome, but for others it is a royal pain in the ass."
"JAY LEE!" Ariel and Billie chorused.
"I apologize for swearing, but doesn't that pretty well sum thing up?"
I heard the other students begin to laugh, then they applauded me, causing our leaders to smile, "Well, looks like you DID sum it up. Want to be first?"
"Thank you, Billie. But can't we have refreshments first?"
"Everybody into the Youth Dining Room for breakfast," ordered Billie.
We had a filling breakfast of oatmeal with buttery croissants and hot chocolate. The Church made sure that everbody had a nourishing brakfast or dinner before Sunday School and Training Union, just as for Wednesday Night Mid Week Services.
It was decided early on to provide the meals to promote the idea of amity. There was a wide gap between the rich and poor. By providing meals, that the more affluent paid for, true unity was encouraged as the less affluent passed on the gift to others, a prime example of charity.
After we'd sat down to eat, I stood up, "In order to tell you about what happened and not gross anybody out, I will be succinct about my revelation."
"Jay Lee, did you experience menses?"
"Yes I did, Rachel. You are one of the very few girls here that was a girl before."
"I know, [sigh] and I know exactly how you and the other girls feel about the first menses. I had mine last year."
"Rachel, how do you feel about your friends?"
"Billie, I want for them to be who they were, unless they want to be who they are now. Me, I might be a majorette and wear a skimpy uniform, but I want to become an architect like Daddy and be a mom, too."
"That's very good. But please tell the class about your first menses after Jay Lee tells us about hers."
I got up and proceeded to tell about my menses and the older youth who were girls turned into boys by their bodysuits confirmed that what Rachel and I'd been through was as genuine as theirs. And those who were boys turned into girls had the same experience that I did.
"Well, these suits do have the ability to changed the gender of the wearer, even giving them reproductive organs to match the new gender. To confirm this, Anje will share his experience and Saul Pierce being the only boy who was a boy before shall tell of his, afterwards," announced Ariel.
Anje got up and gave his story, " I was in bed, thinking about how cute my best friend Jay Lee looked in her dress when we met at the salon, today. I began thinking about us being married and the honeymoon when my penis stiffened and grew taller," he stopped as he took a gulp of water, and seeing me blush, came over to me. " Jay Lee?"
"Yes?"
"I do love you, but would NEVER hurt you," he promised me.
"I know," I sighed.
"Well, I found that I had to release the pent up energy and suddenly, the white, thick semen exploded from me. THAT'S when I called out and my dad comforted me and gave the safe sex speech and made me promise to NEVER be in a room alone with a girl to avoid any trouble."
Then after a frank and earnest discussion, it was revealed that all of the boys and former older boys had similar experiences. Then the talk went to sexual encounters.
A few of the older youth had had exploratory sex before, but none were active. It happened during the summer during their family's vacation, mostly. Only one couple had had sex with each other. Although both were underaged, they were both counseled about continuing. Both had changed genders and until the full extent of the changes were known, we were all asked to abstain.
I went in and sat in my regular seat for the Worship Service with the other Youth in the balcony. We were allowed up there as long as our teechers were with us, or an adult. Before I knew it, Pastor James Frank went to the podium, "As everybody knows, many of our children have been affected by some sort of computer mistake that has led them wearing a bodysuit to help them conform to the new gender dictated by the mistake. The Church will support any choice made by the families affected and offer counseling."
After that announcement and sermon, there was a unanimous alter call where everybody either went forward to kneel around the alter or knelt at their seat, seeking guidance and wisdom. The canned music as we sought God seemed to calm many a fear and brought together people who'd been estranged as they buried old grievances. But one revelation I received came afterwards.
"Hey Jay Lee! You look AWESOME, girl!" exclaimed a girl about my sixe wearing a red skirt suit and tights.
"Are you Victor?"
"Yep! I don't know about you, but I'm in Heaven," she anounced as she twirled, showng her panty.
"Viki, you're showing your panty when you do that," I admonished her.
"Sorry, but you know how much I wanted to be a girl."
"Viki, how are your parents taking this?"
"They aren't. That's why I've been living in the orphanage, Sir."
"Then why not move in with us? That way Jay Lee has a sister," offered Momma.
She squealed and hugged us, "Thank you! Now my wish is granted.
We spent the rest of the day setting up the attic as a double bedroom for Viki and me. Daddy and Grandpa moved the furniture upstairs and by the time that Training Union started, we were ready.
Viki and I had exchanged our dresses for pink polo shirts and leggings with matching socks and tennis shoes. We both enjoyed the feel of pantyhose, and after taing care of our menses, we were ready for dinner.
Luckily, the tampon and pad had captured my flow, keeping my panty dry, but I wore a fresh panty and hose to be safe. Viki as not as lucky. She'd not had access to a heav pad as I had, so her panty and hose were stained.
Sunday dinner was usually takeout from the Church's kitchen, so was usually buttermilk biscuits, gravy, hash browns, sausage patties, scrambled eggs, and jelly. Me, I loved omelets, so I'd simply scramble my dinner together, drown with gravy, then sop up the gravy afer eating.
After dinner, we would watch a movie from our library of films. We'd copied every movie on the pemium channels and hour favorite shows. We might watch a 'John Wayne' movie or a family comedy. No 'R' rated films on Sunday.
After the movie, we'd get ready for Sunday Evening Services. Adults went to lessons while the youth went to chior practice and drama. We had a drama team, and a puppet team who met on Wednesday nights so that we could all participate in the teams.
This time, Music Director Karen Page was handing out two new songs that we'd not song before, "Because of what has happened, 'He's Still Working On Me' is for helping to deal with the transformation, 'They Will Know We Are Christian By Our Love' to help us to forgive the incident."
"Karen, do you think that this was deliberate?"
"I don't know. But I DO know that many people are concerned about it. So we should have an answer soon."
Evening Worship wa a repeat of the Morning Service, and as we gathered in the Fellowship Hall for refreshments, I saw a new future ahead of us. I could see that the youth had been paired off into couples with no same sex pairings.
The Amity Island Charter encouraged citizens to be themselves, but certain elements had guided the youth into becoming traditional heterosexual couples. Even the openly gay, and lesbians were now 'happily' paired off with their ideal mate.
This was the debate that took place that evening with no consensus other than to solve the problem. One good thing that came out of it was that the families were able to organize a clothing swap, thusly saving themselves a small fortune.
After Church, we went home where Viki and I went to bed. The attic was originally a studio apartment, but over the years had become a storage room instead of filling up the garage or building a shed.
We found that we were both interested in boys, and that after Momma and Granny spoke with us about hygenie and boys that our 'flow' was decreasing and we eeach chose a tampon because it felt better than a pad in our panty.
What I never considered was Granny being sexual, but she was. She wore red silk jammies that flattered her figure, and with her hair down, she looked much younger and Momma was fantastic in her black silk jammies.
When we got to school, there was an uproar, The trading of school uniforms caused an unforeseen repercussion of the Board ordering the buying of new uniforms which led to the careful examination of my new uniforms. Each piece had a microdot that emitted a subtle hypnotic message to make me want to be a girl.
When Daddy found that out, all of the new uniforms were found to be so infected and the Board jailed for their crime, the clothes repaired.
Almost a month went by and all seemed normal. Nobody made a big deal out of the gender switch, nor the pairings of the youth. It was eerily as if the event had never taken place. There were a few girls who got pregnant which confirmed that the swith did include a change in the plumbing. Weirdly, all five of the girls gave birth to girls. Could this mean that no boys would be born?
Try as he might, Daddy never found out the truth for several years. During that time, the families of the students who graduated found employment on the Mainland and new families with T.G. students moved in, already wearing their bodysuits. To stop any questions, only those who wanted to change genders wore the bodysuit. The gays and lesbians were invited as well. They were not required to wear a suit.
It was in my senior year and I was head cheerleader, Anje was the All-Star Athlete when things were finally realised and the bitter truth was revealed.
It was the Sunday before graduation, and I was up in the attic with Viki and Anje going over my valedictorian speech when Vike asked us about when Anje and I were getting married.
"Viki, I proposed to Jay Lee at our Homecoming game, and she accepted. Why are you so dang curious?"
"Because, I am her Maid of Honor and we've yet to start planning the wedding," she pouted.
I placed my arms on her shoulders," Viki, I will not be married here. I fully intend on getting married on the Mainland by our Youth Pastor. Billie is now Pastor of the Seaside Fellowship Church."
"What size are you?"
"Size eight, why?"
"I know the perfect dress for you to wear to graduation. It's a floor length red silk gown with thigh hi slits on the sides and has a matching panty. You have those red heels and hose to go with it."
"But we wear our black gowns for graduation, Viki."
"You're forgetting about the dance, afterwards, Anje," she smirked.
"Then I'd best get my tuxedo out of storage," he sighed.
Viki and I went to bed and Anje slept in the guest room. our parents wouldn't let us have any boys with us over night, not even Anje. That was understandable as a few of the youth girls had become mothers, proving that the bodysuits did completely change genders. I so wanted Anje in mee that I often has wet dreams about him. And Viki was just as bad.
She had the hots for just about every male on the Island, but she obeyed Daddy about premarital sex amid used her Battery Operated Boyfriend, instead, just as I was. Technically, we were not virgins, but at least we'd be ready for our honeymoons.
That morning, Daddy was quite pleased with himself, "Jay Lee, Viki, I may finally have the answer to how this all started."
"You mean????"
"Yes, Jay Lee. What made you and every other youth like you change genders."
Viki grew worried, "But does that mean that I originally should have stayed a boy? I started my transition BEFORE the happened."
"I don't know, Viki. But I 'DO' know that most were hypnotized into either wanting, or accepting the change."
"Lee, who all are involved?"
"Amity Island Medical, and the Board of Education along with the C.I.A. The C.I.A. funded the research and Charter all to provide a safe haven in which to place their operatives and conduct experiments upon test subjects to see if an Agent could simply wear a suit and get away. So far, tests on adults are inconclusive at best."
"Daddy, I want to leave here and NEVER return! They have turned my life into a nightmare just to do a damned experiment that could have been done without the cover up!"
"Don't worry, we are leaving. What about Anje?"
"I turned to Momma, "I love him, and he loves me. And I am pregnant with his child."
Momma hugged me, "Want to wait till he knows?"
"He does, and Daddy?"
"Yes, Princess?"
"Don't be mad, please."
"Not as long as you have a proper wedding."
I did, after Andrew, Lee was born on the Mainland. I now stand looking at the ferry taking the new recruits to the Island. I serve as a counselor and thanks to the C.I.A. and N.S.A. cleaning up the operation, it is now what it should have been. Here it is January, and after the hell that I went through, the New Year looks bright indeed.