Every now and then I would look back on my life and wonder, what would my life be like if I had never changed? I would have never changed if I had just kept going. Everyone was just driving by, completely oblivious, or otherwise ignoring the little girl lying by the side of the road.

Every now and then I would look back on my life and wonder, what would my life be like if I had never changed? I would have never changed if I had just kept going. Everyone was just driving by, completely oblivious, or otherwise ignoring the little girl lying by the side of the road. Unfortunately for me I was too young to drive and my parents were busy so I was walking back home after soccer practice.

I was on East Kington Road; about five minutes from home when I spotted a young girl lying half hidden behind a bush. She was bruised, beaten, and looked nearly starved to death. I couldn’t help but wonder what had happened to her. She couldn’t be older than ten. There were a lot of sick people out there and a shivered at the thought of what this girl may have been through. Being the Good Samaritan and decent human being that I was I couldn’t just pass her. I gently lifted her up onto my back, and then continued making my way home.

~o~O~o~

My younger sister Sophie and I did our best to treat her. Mom and dad were still at work and they told us to take care of her until they got home, so it was up to us to take care of our mysterious guest. My sister had to eventually go to her dance class leaving me to take care of the guest. Thankfully it was not long after that she woke up.

“Hey, how are you feeling?” I asked.

“I’ve been better.” We both had a laugh at that one.

“You must be starved I made you some food, do you need help getting to the kitchen.”

“No I’m feeling a little better.”

Thankfully she was able to get out of bed and we began to make her way to the kitchen. So it looked like she wasn’t to beat up.

“I hope you’re ok with Kraft mac and cheese?”

“It’s perfect!” Her stomach was growling and she was practically drooling so I figured it was ok. Figuring how hungry she looked I figured almost anything would do. I was curious as to who she was and what had happened to her but it was best to let her eat first. I didn’t take long though as she practically devoured the food in front of her.

“Let’s start with introductions I’m Tony Newman. So what’s your name?”

“It’s Dawn Kuipern. Thanks for rescuing me.”

“It’s really no problem. I found you lying on the ground and did what any decent human would do.”

“Well I appreciate your hospitality anyway.”

“So how old are you Dawn? I’m fourteen.”

“I’m nine.”

“So how did you end up this way?”

“Umm you see I’m not from around here. So when I came here I realized a little late that they would not accept my money.” Dawn had brown hair, eyes and the cutest little nose I had ever seen. I was pretty annoyed that someone could treat such a cute little girl so poorly.

“So where are your parents then?”

“They sent me here with my guards but we got separated?”

“Wait did you say guards?”

“Well they were more like escorts but I….I….WAAAAAAHHHHH!” She broke down crying. I guessed she was frightened and scared more than I thought. I decided it was best not to push it. I took me some time to calm her down. When she finally settled down I felt like a explosion had went off in my head. Never again would I underestimate a little girl’s crying.

“Hey Dawn your parents are probably worried about you. Do you want to call home?”

“Yeah that would be great.” I showed Dawn the phone. She raced towards it and immediately started dialing a number.”

“Hello…….yes I’m safe……I’m fine daddy……a nice boy found me…..yes I have….he saved my life….I don’t care about that, I chose him it’s too late now…in an hour….ok love you, bye.”

“What was all that about?”

“Oh personal stuff, hey I have an hour until my escorts come will you play with me.”

“Sure” I really had no reason to say no. I ended up having a lot of fun playing with her; she had some interesting game that she called Yoccer. Yoccer was like soccer but the goals were lifted in the air, in this case on fold out tables, and there where obstacles placed all over the place to make it harder to maneuver. It wasn’t that great but it was still fun. Dawn was pretty good at soccer I figured. I guess Yoccer must have been a game she and her friends thought up for fun. I ended up winning the game. She may be a little girl but I wasn’t going to just let her win. Although she was doing pretty good to the point that I needed to try to beat her.

“That was fun Dawn.”

“Yeah next time we meet, will play real Yoccer and I won’t lose to you then.”

“Sure” I said. I seriously doubted I would ever see her again.

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang alerting me it was time for Dawn to leave.

“Well I think that’s your ride Dawn.”

“Yep thanks for everything. I have something I want to give you Tony.” She pulled out some sort of gem in the shape of a star with weird writing inscribed on it. It sparkled red and the light reflecting went through me like it was piercing my soul.

“I can’t accept this Dawn.”

“I insist you take it.”

“Dawn that is very expensive, you shouldn’t just be giving that away.”

“Please take it! Pretty please!”

“Alright you win. I’ll take it. But it’s time to go now.” I had no real intention of taking it. I planned to slip it back into her pockets. I felt like a rush of energy pierced through me as I palmed the star.

We walked to the front door and sure enough there were two big muscular men in suits ready to pick up Dawn. I didn’t think that much of it at the time. I figured they were just some escort service as Dawn seemed to be pretty rich considering she was just going to give me that star gem.

“Thanks for saving my life. I had fun playing Yoccer with you Tony.” She came in and gave me a hug. I used that opportunity to slip the gem back into her pockets.

“Yep take care now.” I smiled back at her waving good bye.

“Yep see you in four years.” With that she left with her escorts. I pondered what she could mean by in four years but I figured she was just saying stuff. Sometimes little kids would say things that did not make much sense. If only I knew.

Author's Note: Please comment and kudus (Not forcing) if you enjoyed my story.Every Kudus helps motivate me. This is a new story series I thought of when griped with inspiration. I hope you enjoy this story. Also thanks Draflow for your help.

Day 1:
I had just graduated high school and I was pumped for summer vacation and college. I had gotten a job working as a life guard at the community center. My sister Sophie who was two years younger than me was doing training camps all summer for her dancing. She had won many awards and prizes for her dancing so I unfortunately had to hear how great my younger sister was. Shouldn’t it be the other way around, I was the older one after all.

I went through my day as usual going to my job, and then coming home and playing video games. My sister got back later from her dance camp.

“So how was your day sis.”

“Fun, my dance instructor says if I keep improving I can even make it on Broadway.”

“Look at you misses big shot.”

“Hey it’s not my fault you quit soccer.”

“Drop it! OK!” I stomped away from my sister. She just had to open those wounds. It was partially my fault for teasing her but she knew how I felt about the whole soccer thing. I quit playing soccer a few years ago. It was mostly my fault. I felt like I was getting worse and worse compared to everyone else, and when the coach decided to cut me during tryouts I quit all together. It hurts when you go for something with all your heart only to be told you’re not good enough. So I went upstairs and continued to play video games and just veg out.

It was about 10:00 that I started feeling wheezy and tired. It was like I had taken a few sleep pills. I crawled into bed and just blacked out.

~o~O~o~

Day 2:
The sunlight filtered through my room announcing to me that morning had come. I groggily sat up, and then immediately lay back down. I felt like shit. My whole body was aching. I don’t think I would be able to go to work today.

“Hey Sophie you home” I yelled.

“Yeah!”

“Could you come up here?”

“What do you need?”

“I’m feeling sick.”

“Ok I will be right up.” Sophie came right up and felt my head.

“You are burning up.”

“See I told you.”

“You need to stay home today. I will be right back with breakfast.” Sophie went back downstairs and I picked up myself phone and called in sick. Sophie came back later with some apple sauce, a bagel, and some orange juice. It was an effort but I managed to scarf down all the food.

“I told mom and dad how your feeling. They said to just stay in bed today.”

“Uhg this sucks.”

“I am going to my dancing classes. If you need me call.” She left the room. I lay in bed most of the day listening to music and playing games on my computer. I was ranked 2nd in an online game called Space Odyssey. Today I would enforce my rule and power even more over the game. I eventually felt nauseas and stopped playing and drifted back to sleep.

~o~O~o~

I woke up and looked at my watch to discover I had slept for a good five hours and boy did I feel sick. I felt like I was going to barf. Quickly I jumped out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. There I let my bowels loose inside the toilet. While I was washing my hands I noticed something peculiar. It seemed as though I had lost a little height and my beard did not seem to be growing at all. It usually came back quickly. It was probably just not growing to quickly for once. I went back to my room and plopped into bed falling back to sleep.

~o~O~o~

I was woken up by someone calling out to me.

“How are you feeling?” It was my mom. She was hovering above me with a hand on my forehead.

“Well I’ve felt better.” My mother had brown hair, hazelnut eyes, and a smile that could light up the room. She could stand to lose a little weight but nobody would dare tell her that.

“Well you just get some rest you probably just caught a stomach virus.”

“Can I get some food at least?”

“Sure but only food that’s easy on your stomach.” This basically meant mush. But I was too hungry to complain I scarfed down the food happy to get something in my stomach. After playing online for a while I went to bed. Maybe I would feel better in the morning.

~o~O~o~

Day 3:
“Wake up Tony.”

“Is it morning already?”

“No you slept right into the afternoon.”

“I really need to go to the bathroom.” I tried getting out of bed but I ended up on the floor kneeling over. I felt worse than yesterday. My mom had to help me get to the bathroom to my dismay. Looking in the mirror I noticed some more interesting changes. I was beginning to look skinnier and my hair seemed to be growing shaggier. “Mom I still feel awful can I go back to sleep?”

“Sorry my little star shine, your sheets are soaked, you’ve sweated right through them.” My mom’s nickname for me was star shine. Don’t ask me why but she liked calling me her little star shine.

I got something to eat and phoned in sick. Afterwards I collapsed on the couch and watch TV most of the day. Mom had left for work after checking on me to see if everything was alright. I spent most of the day watching cartoons before finally Sophie came home. “Hey sis how are you?”

“I’m good are you feeling any better?”

“Nope I actually feel worse.”

“Well stay away from me I have a rehearsal for a play coming up and I can’t be sick for it.”

“Whatever.” I soon went back to my room and went back to sleep.

~o~O~o~

Day 4:
“Uhg how long have I been sleeping.” I had just woken up and it was bright and sunny outside. I had slept since I got in bed at six last night. I guess you do sleep more when you’re trying to overcome a sickness. I felt a little better but not good enough to go to work today. I was able to get up and move a little better then yesterday though. I made my way to the bathroom. I had decided to take a shower today, seeing as I hadn’t showered in the last few days. I stuck like a pig sty.

The sensation I got from the water on my skin were a lot stronger then they usually were. My whole body felt softer. I looked down to notice most of the hair on my body was gone or nearly gone now. I was seriously freaked out. Getting out of the shower I made my way to the mirror and examined myself.

My hair was growing out faster than it usually did. I looked really shaggy right now. I seemed to have lost a little more height and my face seemed to be a bit rounder and less defined. It seemed like puberty was going backwards for me. Something was definitely not right. I phoned my dad. I felt closer with my dad then the rest of my family, even though he was hardly home. This was because he was the only other male in the family. It was tough being home with only girls. I often felt left out of the family when they were all doing their girl stuff.

All those girl times between my mom and sister looked really boring to me. They enjoyed it but any guy would find it to be a torture. When my sister started puberty I legit lost it. Mom ignored me even more and dad was never home. It was about that time that I stopped playing soccer after being cut. I found my escape in video games. They allowed me to become a different person. It was seriously a dark time for me and video games helped me get through it.

Dad told me to just take it easy again and that mom would be home anytime to help me out. So I just would have to wait until mom got home. I was freaking out over what was going on with my body. It was all really freaky. I must have had something more serious then I previously thought.

I was beginning to feel better through. So I made my way to the room and plopped down on the bed. I figured I just wasn’t eating right. For the last few days I had been eating very little as food was upsetting my stomach. I decided to try eating something though. I needed food and energy to live after all. I then felt pretty tired so I went back to sleep. My nap was only about an hour long. I had woken up needing to dispose my breakfast into the toilet. My head was throbbing like a bomb was set off in there. I took a few aspirin and then I lay down in front of the TV.

Around 5 Sophie came home with my mom. They had done some shopping to find my sister a dress for her audition. According to my mom Sophie needed to look her best whenever she auditioned. Don’t ask me why she had to buy a new dress when she had plenty of other beautiful dresses. “Hey mom, I’m still not feeling too well and something freaky is happening to me.”

“Yeah you do look a little different. I’ll take off tomorrow and take you to the doctors.”

“Thanks mom.”

“Now come see your sister in her new dress. She is something else I tell you.”

I couldn’t muster up any response to that other than “Uhg!”

Author's Note: Here is chapter 1 of Stellar Academy. If you enjoyed this chapter please kudus and/or comment. I hope you enjoy this chapter. -Blackout

Day 5:
I was woken up bright and early by mom to go to the doctors. I still felt like crap, but it was partly because I had to get up so early while sick. In fact, I was feeling a little better than yesterday. It is usually like that when I get sick. It starts out almost unnoticeable and then reaches its hump. Afterward you slowly get better. But you still feel sick and it takes so long to get better, little by little. While I may have felt a little better, I knew something was drastically wrong. While before I was a good foot and a half taller than my mom. It seemed to me she was a little taller, or worse I was a little shorter. My hair kept growing while my body hair was almost nonexistent now. Also for some reason, my chest was really itchy today. I kept scratching, which got a strange look from my mother. I decided to put on a sweat shirt and some jeans.

“You ready yet Tony?”

“Yeah I’m coming down right now.” Eating came a lot easier today, as I scarfed down the food. My stomach had been rumbling a lot lately. So I was fairly happy I was starting to get my appetite back. After I finished eating we got in the car and started heading out for the doctor’s office. The wait wasn’t terrible like it usually was.

“Tony Newman the Dr. Hoffman will see you now.” The nurse called me, telling me I would soon be checked for anything odd. I just hoped that whatever I had was normal and reversible. My mother and I were led by one of the nurses into one of the rooms. I was told to change into a patient gown. Thankfully my mother was kind enough to wait outside while I was changing. She may be my mother but I didn’t want her to see me change, especially not after all the changes my body was going through. I was beginning to feel like a foreigner in my own body.

With the gown on, most of my body was visible allowing me to see the changes even clearer. The mirror in the room showed me with almost shoulder length hair and basically no body hair now. I seemed smaller and my face seemed a lot smoother and less defined. Realization hit me then. It was almost….feminine!

I was really freaking out, but that was the reason I was here, the doctor would be able to help me. I had mom come back in the room. She also got a better look at my face without the hood of my sweatshirt on and was slightly shocked. This whole situation was going from bad to worse it seemed.

“Is it Ok if I come in now?” It was Dr. Hoffman.

“Sure.” I responded wanting to get this all over and done with as soon as possible. Dr. Hoffman came in and of course gave me an inquisitive look as he spotted me. It’s not every day that your body started changing, well backwards anyway. I had to go through a bunch of the simple tests. They measured my height, weight, and blood pressure. When he put the stethoscope to my chest he gave me a strange look. I knew my chest was itchy but there was nothing that bad about it besides being a little red. But I just assumed that was because I kept scratching.

“If you wouldn’t mind, I would like to take a blood sample. Is that ok with you?”

“Sure, I just want this all to stop.” The doctor had me sit down, he called a nurse in and she took the blood to who knows where. I was hoping they would be quick about this but I knew it take some time.

“So what’s wrong with me doctor?”

“Well Tony, I have been your doctor for quite a while now and what I’m seeing is very strange.”

“How strange doctor? Like reverse puberty strange?”

“Well close but not totally. I hate to break this to you, but it seems that while your body does seem to be going backwards in puberty for a guy, it is going forward through puberty as a girl.”

“Wait! What do you mean, I am going through female puberty?! A week ago I was a perfectly healthy guy. Why would I start to become a girl?” This news came to me like a club to a head. Now that he had mentioned it, this all made horrifying sense. My hair growing longer, losing my body hair, and my more girly looking face.

“I never said anything about becoming a girl. For all we know you may be intersex and the female parts have begun to function. Mrs. Newman when you had Tony did anybody mention anything like that to you?”

“No doctor. This is just as much of a surprise to me.”

“Well then Tony couldn’t have been intersex. They usually catch that, especially in first world countries like America. Tony have you been taking anything you weren’t supposed to, like any pills?”

“No way, I don’t do that sort of thing. Besides I’ve been either at work or home.”

“Hmmm well this is indeed interesting. You also shouldn’t be losing height even if you were becoming a girl. You don’t suddenly become smaller in your teen years.”

“What do you mean? If I was becoming a girl wouldn’t it make sense that I was becoming smaller?”

“No the reason a lot of girls are smaller than guys is because girls go through their growth spurt on average before guys and typically don’t grow as much. Guys will continue to grow slowly and then burst pass them as they hit their growth spurts, partially because they had been growing still all a long while a young lady would have stopped growing after her growth spurt. But there is no reason why you would lose height. Your bones don’t all of a sudden shrink.”

“So I really am a freak then?”

“Not at all. You are certainly no freak. Freak is a term coined by narrow minded individuals who are incapable of compassion and understanding. While this is definitely out of the ordinary, I assure you that I will do all I can to help you.”

“And honey your father, and I will love you no matter what happens.” It was nice to know my parents would accept me no matter what. But I already knew that. The problem was that I did not want this. I did not want to be a girl. There were probably plenty of people out there that did though. So then why in hells name was this happening to me.

“Anyway Tony I won’t be able to tell you much more until the lab results come back in the next few days or so. Though by what I’ve seen I can say that you definitely have the signs of the onset of puberty for a young lady.”

“Wait what do you mean signs of puberty for a girl? I admit my face may be becoming more girly looking but that does not mean I am going through female puberty.” I was prepared to deny this with all my heart. I wanted to find some glimmer of hope. My body may have been becoming more girly but I didn’t see any real signs of female puberty. I still had my masculine voice for the most part, and I still had my warrior chief between my legs and he didn’t show any signs of disappearing. There had to be some possibility somewhere to suggest I wasn’t becoming a girl.

“Well besides the basic features you’ve pointed out about the change in your appearance it seems your body is having a few of the signs of becoming a young lady. For example I’ve noticed you scratching at your chest and when I examined you I notice that your swollen red around your nipples. This suggests that your breasts are beginning to bud, which is fairly exciting news for a young lady.” He did have a point but it could just be that I had a heat rash or something. It’s not like guys suddenly started to sprout breasts.

“Is that all doctor. Have you thought that maybe I have a rash from lying in bed these past few days?”

“Tony you are a very bright kid, and you know that sort of thing does not really happen. Also while I was examining you I noticed your hips were becoming wider. That is another sign of puberty.” I looked at my hips and noticed he was right. My hips did seem to have gotten wider. I just had simply missed that over most of the other changes.

“Wait doctor but suddenly becoming a girl does not happen either.”

“I know, it’s hard to accept it Tony but given the signs I’m seeing it’s the only possible explanation.” That was the final kick in the stomach. I could no longer run away denying the words coming out of Dr. Hoffman’s mouth. I knew he had only the best in mind for me, but his diagnosis still hurt. I broke down in tears crying. I couldn’t take it anymore, my whole life had just crashed and it didn’t look like there were any survivors, except for a girl who had suddenly had his or hers whole life turned upside down. My mother wrapped me in her arms and told me everything was going to be ok. But I knew better. They were just words. Words couldn’t stop these changes, and I had no idea why this was happening to me. But right now when my whole world was flipped upside down, having my mother there next to me willing to support me and love me no matter what I became made the whole situation just a little less painful. I hadn’t cried in so long. It was just not the manly thing to do. But now, considering I was losing my manhood if there was ever a time to cry this would be it. I felt relieved and soothed to just let it all out and I was eventually able to stop crying.

“I’m sorry, I feel really embarrassed.”

“There is really no need for that. Given the circumstances and discoveries we have just had it is certainly understandable."

“Well doctor is there anything else we should know about before we leave.”

“Yes. From what you’ve told me I theorize that Tony is slowly changing and this is causing his sickness. It may be that his body is slowly eating away at itself as he is becoming female. Any such drastic changes to one’s body must have some side effects. It seems like he has gotten a somewhat better as the changes progressed. But if and when the major changes come he may be in more pain, possibly life threatening.”

“Are you telling me my son’s life is in danger?”

“I am not sure yet, but I'd rather be on the safe side. Right now it seems your body has gone through more minor changes in preparation for bigger ones. From what you told me, he has been throwing up; which may be his body expelling unwanted material. It is imperative however that you get food in him. I know it will be hard for him to eat but his body requires the nutrients, especially for something as drastic as this. I am going to prescribe some medicine to help keep your food in your stomach, as well as some sleep pills as you will need all the rest you can get.”

“This is all very kind of you Dr. Hoffman.”

“Don’t mention it, it’s my job and your family has always been friends of our family. Oh another thing, I suggest you try to keep this a secret as much as possible. The last thing Tony needs is for this to be on headline news.”

“I will keep that in mind thanks doctor.” My mother was keeping fairly cool but I knew she was freaking out nearly as much as I was. I said my goodbyes to the doctor and got dressed. We headed right for the car and sped home as fast as we could, while obeying the speed limit of course.

~o~O~o~

“Wait! Are you saying Tony is becoming a girl?!” My sister chirped. Unaware of the wound she had just stabbed into my heart.

“Really does she have to pour salt into my wounds?”

“Sophie you could be a little more understanding to your brother.”

“Yeah I’m sorry Tony. It’s just very shocking and all.”

“Well just imagine if you were suddenly becoming a guy then.”

“Wait! You mean have a penis? Eww gross.”

“What I thought you liked guys.”

“I do, but the thought of me having a penis hanging between my legs is unnerving. But who knows maybe when you’re a girl you will start like guys.”

“Sophie! Please don’t make me say it again. Try to be a little more understanding of your brother’s situation.”

“Ok sorry. I was just joking around a little.” My sister and I generally got a long but that didn’t mean we wouldn’t rip on each other. I just assumed it was a brother sister thing. I couldn’t always help it she was my sister after all.

“Oh by the way your father cancelled his meetings and cut his trip short to come home and be with you star shine. He will be here tomorrow.” Just great now my father was coming home and would see just what I was becoming. I had always wanted to be kind of like dad, successful, caring, compassionate, and a good father. But now it seemed like that would ever happen. The man I looked up to would see me becoming a girl of all things.

After eating dinner I started feeling really queasy again. So mom gave me one of the pills the doctor prescribed me. I had been feeling decent most of today; well better then I felt a few days ago. I still had headaches, not to mention the new emotional baggage I was carrying. Most of my body was still sore, but it seemed to be getting better. I watched a few episodes of Law and Order before my stomach really started turning. I guess holding my stomach finally didn’t agree with the food. Then again mom did make my favorites to cheer me up, and my favorite food weren’t exactly light on one’s belly.

Although it wasn’t exactly late, I doubted I could sleep with my innards doing flips on me, I decided to go to bed. Hopefully my dreams would be less of a nightmare then actually life was becoming. So I took one of the sleeping pills the doctor prescribed me and laid down, waiting to be lulled off to dream land. I was so not looking forward to seeing dad tomorrow.

Author's Notes: I planned for this originally be a little longer because it is mostly in the doctor's office and only covered one day. But I will not be able to update next week so this will do till then. Also remember to Kudo and or comment if you liked the story.

Day 6:

“Hey sleepy head wake up!” It was my obnoxious little sister. She had decided for some reason that the best way to wake me up was to yell in my ear.

“Alright! Alright! I am up. Geez Sophie I think you shattered my eardrums!” There was something a little different about my voice. It seemed to be a little less deep then it was yesterday. My throat was also feeling pretty sore today.

“Sorry mom told me to wake you up. You slept through half the day and dad is going to be here soon.” Looking at my clock I noticed it was almost 1:30 pm. I had slept through most of the day. That’s when I realized today dad was coming and I was still transforming into a girl. I immediately jumped out of bed. To my shock, the pajama pants I had worn to sleep last night fell right off. I usually only slept in boxers, but last night I felt especially chilly. My sister was looking at me strangely.

“You really got some nice legs going on there.” I looked down and noticed she was right. Not only were my legs completely hairless now, but more firm and feminine all around. Furthermore I noticed that while my hips seemed to have gotten bigger, it was also because my waist had gotten smaller. No wonder my pants had fallen off. I mean yesterday my jeans were a bit looser, but that wasn’t anything a belt couldn’t solve.

“Wow, you really do look a lot cuter. I think you’re almost the same height as me now.” She was right again. It seemed I was only an inch or so taller than her now. That was scary because it meant I was about five feet six inches now, while my sister was five feet five inches.

“Geez, it’s like you’re trying to kill me faster.”

“Sorry, I just have always wanted a sister, although, I always imagined having a younger sister.”

“Well sorry, but I was born first.” There was always some pride with being born first. It meant I got to try and do most things first, like getting my license.

“Yeah, whatever, anyway you better get ready mom has a surprise for you downstairs.” My sister gave me the typical sinister, sisterly grin that told me something was up. But she was right, I had to get ready for dad coming. I got ready, jumping into the shower, it took me a little longer to wash my hair now that it was a lot longer. My body felt off and I was not looking forward to see dad. I got out of the shower and examined myself in the mirror again, I was looking more and more androgynous, and less and less like a guy. If someone had to guess they might’ve assumed I was a girl, I went outside to get dressed, pulling out some jeans I put them on, but they just weren’t fitting right anymore. I had to roll up a lot of the legs today, and the belt was tightened even further to hold my pants against my smaller waist. My shirt was a lot bigger on me now, and hung loosely down to my thighs, I looked almost like girl wearing her boyfriend’s clothes.

I couldn’t help it but suddenly I had an urge again, I began to scratch at the new buds on my body. They were just so damn itchy. But that could wait; it was time to head downstairs and figure out what the present from mom was.

~o~O~o~

Mom took one look at me and told me to head upstairs.

“But wait! What about the present?”

“That could wait, you look like a shmuck.”

“But nothing I have really fits me anymore.”

“I know! So were going to your sister’s room.”

“No, no way am I wearing Sophie’s clothes.”

“Tony I know this is hard on you but you need some clothes that fit. We will just get some jeans and t shirt.”

“Well I guess I can manage if it’s just that.”

~o~O~o~

So you’re already borrowing my clothes.”

“Sophie! Stop teasing your brother. He needs some clothes.”

“Can I just have some jeans and a shirt? Please nothing girly and possibly a soccer shirt.”

“Sure I got just the thing.” She went into her drawers and threw me a pair of girl’s skinny blue jeans, then she went into her closet and came out with a sky blue shirt. I was at least happy it was blue but then Sophie held it up so I could see the front, there on the front of the shirt read “I play like a girl!” and had a picture of a girl scoring on a guy goalie while leaving the guy soccer players in the dust, I gave Sophie one of those looks.

“What it’s a soccer shirt?”

“But mom?”

“Your sister is right it is a soccer shirt and I see nothing wrong with it.”

“Are you kidding me you know exactly why I have a problem with that shirt. Do I have to wear this stuff?”

“For now yes.” I reluctantly took off my jeans, I then picked up my sister’s and reluctantly put them on. They were a bit tight but I managed to squeeze into them, something that would have been impossible before all this. My boxers were riding up my butt giving me a major wedgie in her jeans. I had to push them down and pull before I was more comfortable. My crotch was a little uncomfortable but not as much as I thought it would.

“Mom this won’t work my boxers just don’t fit well in these pants. I will just keep getting wedgies.”

“Well you could wear some girls’ underwear.”

“No I’m good!” I then took off my shirt. My newly developing breast buds were looking even more red and swollen, I began scratching again.”

“Tony! Stop scratching this instant. That is very bad.”

“I’m sorry, it’s just very itchy.”

“Well then, it’s a good thing I went to the store to buy you some ointment.” Mom said as she handed me an ointment that was on my sister desk.

“Do I have to put that stuff on? It’s embarrassing.”

“Yes, you don’t want to be scratching there all day.”

“You got to be kidding me.”

“No I’m not Tony, it’s not civilized.” I reluctantly took the cream and rubbed a little on. I didn’t want to admit it but I felt a lot better afterwards.

“How do you feel now?”

“I hate to admit it, but much better.”

“That’s good, now put on the shirt, Dad will be home any second.”

“Ok already.” I took the soccer girl shirt and slipped it on, it fit fine for the most part maybe it was a little big though.

“Man Tony you look good.” Sophie remarked.

“Thanks I guess” I said rolling my eyes. I didn’t have much time to argue with Sophie because suddenly I heard the door open telling me that dad had come home.

~o~O~o~

I ran downstairs to find dad. He now seemed much taller than me but with his warm face and loving smile though I knew my dad still loved me. I ran to him crying in his arms. He embraced me for a while until I was finally able to calm down.

“It’s Ok Tony! Everything is going to be Ok!” Dad instantly accepted me at the moment he saw me.

“Yeah but I will no longer be your son. Aren’t you upset?”

“I am more upset that this is happening to you and you have to go through all this. But Tony I will always love you no matter what.”

“Yeah but what am I supposed to do about college, I was supposed to be going as Tony a guy.”

“Well will just have to cross that road when we get there. For now all we can do is make sure you’re ok.”

“Thanks dad.” Dad always knew just what to say.

“Hey, I’ll tell you what. How about when this all blows over I’ll take you to your favorite restaurant, anyplace you want. Heck I’ll buy tickets to that big soccer game that is coming to town.”

“Really that sounds great!” I wrapped dad in a big hug and he hugged me back.

“You can get through this Tony, you’re strong, and I have always believed that. Now if you don’t mind I need to talk to your mother.”

“Wait first I want to know what my present is.” Mom had already come down stairs and was next in line after Sophie to hug dad.

“Ok I guess you earned the present.” Mom went to the kitchen and came back with grocery bag. I took the grocery bag and looked inside to find one of the best gifts in the entire world. She had bought me posters of some of the greatest soccer players known to man, as well as a jersey, I was ecstatic to say the least.

“Wow, I can’t believe you bought this all for me.”

“Well, you will probably need to redecorate your room, so I thought I would get you something you would enjoy.”

“Yep, there is nothing wrong with a girl having posters of hot guys on her wall.” My sister chipped in. I just glared at her and stormed upstairs.

~o~O~o~

The rest of the day flew by rather quickly with dad home I had someone to talk with and I truly enjoyed hanging out with dad and just chilling. Mom and Sophie had gone out to do who knows what during that time. It was quality time with dad, maybe the last father and son time I would ever have. Dinner was interesting it started off quiet because of the pressing issues in my life right now, but the Sophie spilled her drink all over herself and we couldn’t help but have a good laugh at that. From there the atmosphere in the room really lightened up.

After dinner we had a family movie night. We ended up watching National Treasure since we lacked any new interesting ideas for movies. I would have enjoyed the time more if it wasn’t for the continuous discomfort from the wedgie my boxers were causing.

I was feeling slightly better except for my throat was still sore and was only becoming worse as the day went on. It was becoming slightly harder to talk. I ended up taking a nice warm shower before I went to bed, it was very relaxing. Before I went to bed I put some more of that ointment on, I did not enjoy constant scratching.

~o~O~o~

Getting back to my room I noticed something in the window. Outside the house was a black van parked next to the house. But what was surprising was that the vehicle had some sort of Official Government emblem on it. The classic Eagle with stars around it but the only difference was that this eagle was holding what I could only assume was planet Earth between its wings. The only thing I read from the distance of my room to the black van was the letters ERB on the van. I was kind of curious what ERB stood for. I kept watching, but they soon pulled away. It was strange but no stranger then everything else going on.

Holy shit I realized that they may have been here to take me away, if you suddenly did change gender, wouldn’t the government take interest in that. Think of all the experiments they would do to you. I know you only hear stuff like that in science fiction, but hey I was transforming into a girl, who was I to question the realm of possibilities. I wondered how they found out, could the doctor have told them. For some reason I doubted that but I was still curious as to the vans reasons on parking outside our house. I would have to do some research tomorrow.

I have been rather busy lately but I managed to write the rest of this chapter. If you like the story then please +1 me on the Kudos meter. Your praise is my motivation and I really enjoy friendly comments. I just want to say thanks to all my readers who have kept up with me.