I lost a bet playing cards with two girl friends of mine. The one who was going to lose would have to get a full makeover to the opposite sex for one whole day. I lost although being in the lead at first. It was frustrating. That evening the girls gave me a girl name Amy. Sexy Amy they said. I thought I would never look good as a girl. I was an ok looking guy but a woman? No way, I thought to myself. As night came I dreaded the thought of gowing through with the transformation I was about to endure the following day.

My two friends were so happy. They set up an appointment for me at a fancy salon downtown for the following day, in the morning.

The next day came. My friends were at the front door with a car honking and telling me to come down. I was driven by my friends to the salon. As they drove me I felt a little sick to my stomach. "I can't go throuh with this guys", I said out loud. The girls turned to me and laughed saying "A bet is a bet, you're not backing out on this now!" I was afraid they'd say that.

We arrived at the salon, entered the front door and we were greeted by a middle-aged woman that looked like she had seen a lot of fancy transformations during her life time. "Appointment for missy Amy", she smiled while taking a short look at me from head to toe. I felt so nervous. My friends had big smiles on their faces. I was rather angry and scared at the same time.

I was given a chair to sit in. My two friends came to me and said:"Ok, let's get you to waxing!"

WAXING!?!, I yelled. "Yes yes", my friends said. "Come on!"

I got waxed all over my body and got a slight tan. The waxing hurt a lot and having my friends laughing next to me was not helping either. Also they joked about how dark my tan was. I remember afterwards touching my clean shaven body and feeling actually a little good about it, especially down there.

My friends then went out shopping for dresses while I waited at the salon. They sent me all sort of pictures with them in the dresses or skirts they chose. After an hour I finally decided on what I should wear and they drove back with my choice.

I was dressed in a corsette and a bra was added with padding that made me have a sort of a C cup size, basically it looked like I had breasts. Then a dress was laid over me. It was a long dark and sparkly crystal dress with cleveage showing. It was tight and gave me a feminine silouete. I remember checking myself out in the mirror and feeling really nice when I sensed the outfit touching my smooth body.

My friends chose the nail polish and colours to be used "You should try this one out!". I got fake nails added. My fingernails and toe nails got painted a bright yellow with a semi-permanent substance over them. It was a pain waiting for them to dry out. I did enjoy how they came out though I felt it was a lot of time waiting to get them done.

Then it was time for my hair to get done.
I had shoulder length dark hair that I wore in a pony tail mostly. Once at the salon I got my hair shampoed and then came the makeover. My friends suggested all sort of things like getting a bob or a lob haircut, blonde hair, pixie cuts, perms, rollers, you name it. In the end I got a layered haircut framing my face and also received long side swept bangs. My hair was also coloured to chocolate brown with blonde highlights. I could barely see my eyes due to not being used to the bangs. Hairspray was added and my hair got puffed in the crown and back. I found it a little hard to get used to the bangs getting in my face but I did have to admit they looked hot on me. I was getting a little hard by then. My friends said: "here, try this for your fringe" and they put a pink hair clip to keep the bangs out of my face. It looked very cute on me, I had to admit.

Then came the makeup. I got foundation on, pink blush and smokey eyes with a touch of blue and green. My lips were bright red and contour was added to my jaw line and chin. I was fitted with false eyelashes which looked great but were difficult to get used to at first. Then dark mascara was put on me and also dark eye liner and a litlle white made my eyes pop out in a fem way. I was given green contacts to change from my simple brown eyes. I looked really feminine. The makeup completed my feminine face, I looked really girly and party ready.

I was given high heels to wear. I also received a two hour training on female posture and how to talk and sound like a woman. "One foot, then the other...sit up straight!" yelled my instructor. It was tough work but the results were noticeable.

If you looked at me closely you would have sworn I was the real deal, an actual woman. Not even my own mother would have recognised me.

My fiends then booked a photo shoot for me and I reluctantly went along with it and was hit on by one of the photographers. "What are you doing tonight, gorgeous?", the photographer asked...and one of my friends sayed "Nothing" and basically said yes to me going on a date with him later that evening before I even got a chance to reply.

I do have to admit that being so pretty made me feel good inside but I felt scared about the date. My two girl friends reasured me it wa going to be fine, just "remember to act and sound like a woman, and please let your bangs out of the hair clip as it makes you look much more feminine". I let my bangs down and tried to get used to them, kept blowing them away from my face or tried brushing them to the side with my hand. I dreaded the thought of what was gonna happen but a bet was a bet...

It was the evening of my first date as a woman and my heart was beating like crazy...

Tom was sitting on his bed when he heard his mother leaving the driveway with the family car. He knew he was alone. His sister was at school. He was home sick with the flue and was curious to go through his sister's things, especially since she seemed so against him doing that. She had told him time and time again: If I catch you in there Tom you'll regret it.

He couldn't help himself so he opened the door to her room. Her walls were pink and smelled girly. He opened the closet and saw a dress. He grabbed it and put it on just for fun and started impersonating his sister Lisa. "Oh, I am Lisa and I am so beautiful, I like to date boys that are older than me."
A voice called out from the door: "WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY DRESS!?"

It was Lisa, she had came home early from school and entered the back door which was more silent.
"Wait till mom gets home", she said.

Tom was nervous, as his mom had told him to behave better, especially since he wasn't doing to well at school.

Their mom came home and Lisa told her everything. His mom then said: Lisa, you choose the punishment.

Lisa got a big grin on her face and said: Well, Tom, since you like my dress so much, I think you should become my sister for a week.

That's great, said their mother. Lisa here's some cash, you will go with Tom to the mall and do what you wish with him.
Lisa said: I think you mean, take Janet, right, mom? I think we should call him that for the next week.

Their mom said, fine. Janet you will go with Lisa to the mall.

Tom was shocked. He begged his mom not to make him do this, but she would not accept his excuse.

The mother dropped the kids off at the mall, which was only a 20 minutes drive away from their house.

Tom was instructed to follow Lisa's instructions or else he would get grounded for 2 months. Reluctantly he agreed.

Lisa was laughing and tellingTom: "Okay, lil sister first let's get your hair done. Here this salon looks nice".

Tom was sat down, his shoulder length dark hair was washed. He was 12, and not really tall and rather skinny.

The hairdresser came to him after he had been washed. "Hello Janet! Your sister has told me what to do to your hair. I am excited so let's get started.

She first dryed his hair and straightened it with a round brush. She then separated the hair and made a triangle in the front of his face. She started cutting until a lot of hair fell down. She then worked at the back and sides.

"Now let's get your hair dyed". Tom's heart was beating hard. He was now regretting not going to the barber when his mom suggested a few months ago.

The hairdresser poured a couple of different hair dyes untill she was satisfied. After she was done she revealed the results to Lisa:

"Here's your new sister, Janet!"

Lisa gasped: "Oh my God, Janet! You look amazing". Janet saw "herself" in the mirror.

She had red hair with blonde highlights. The hair was cut into a bob just below the chin, with thick bangs that ran over the eyebrows.

Lisa then took out some lipstick and put it on Janet. Tom was surprised at how much he looked like a girl.

Lisa then took him to shop for clothes. She chose a pink dress with flowers on it. Some cute low heel shoes. She even got Tom's ears pierced and got him some dangling earrings. Tom also got his hand and toe nails painted in pink, as his dress. He was also been given some foundation and eyeliner by his sister in the bathroom.

Tom was totally shocked and unhappy. Their mom picked them up 10 minutes later. When she saw her son she was so surprised: Oh my, Tom!

"Janet!" corrected Lisa.

"Janet", said her mom. "You are gorgeous! You are so cute!

"Mom!? "Tom yelled.

Before getting in the car a 14 year old boy came up to Janet and said : "Hi!"

"Oh look Janet, you have an admirer!" joyfully said Lisa

Tom felt like burrying his head into the ground.

His mom said: "Janet, don't be rude. Answer the boy!"

Janet looked up at the boy, then at his mom and sis, then again at the boy and said:...

TO BE CONTINUED, eventually

My name is Tom. I am a 16 year old boy. I am the smallest in my class, with long brown hair, and very thin. Some think I am a girl when they see me from behind.

Today I was sitting in class when I felt a pain in my chest. I asked the math teacher: “Miss Jones, can I go to the bathroom?” She said yes.

I ran to the bathroom but it wasn't easy because of the pain. Once inside I entered a booth, sat on the toilet and took off my t-shirt. When I looked down at my chest I saw my nipples were hard and the skin around them was swollen.

I freaked out and fell off the toilet. My heart was beating fast. I phoned my mom and she picked me up from school. We went to the doctor’s office to check me up. When he saw me he sent me to an endocrinologist. Once at the specialist they ran some test and sent me home to rest.

Mom drove us home. She looked at me and told me not to worry. That felt good. Once home I went up to my room and noticed my chest was heavier. I basically had developed breasts. I showed mom my breast and she was shocked but said she could fix the pain. She measured my chest and came back in an hour with a bra.
- Take off your shirt and turn around! She said.
- What are you doing, mom?
- I am trying to put this on. It should take the pain away from your chest.
Sure enough it did. Problem was I had no t-shirt to go with my new shape. Luckily my mom had a pink top that did the job. I felt weird like this but at least the pain was gone.

I went to bed afterwards and woke up the next morning. Mom was already up and told me to dress like yesterday and get in the car. The doctor called earlier that the lab results were in.

I was afraid to go out dressed like this so my mom said she could do my hair and makeup so that I would look like a girl and so that no one will look weird at me. I agreed to her plan.

She put me on a chair. She took out some scissors and said:
- I need to cut your hair into a more feminine shape.
- Fine I said.

She then took a brush and brushed my hair to lay straight. She took the scissors and started cutting the front. She gave me full bangs that covered my forehead. She trimmed the rest until I had a long bob haircut just below my shoulders. She then put on some eyeliner, mascara and lipstick on me and she was done.

I looked in the mirror and was surprised at how feminine I looked.
- Good, she said! Let's get in the car now as it is getting late.
- Okay, I said, reluctantly.

We drove off and reached the endocrinologist in about 40 minutes.
- The doctor will see you now! said the nurse.
- Hi Tom. Well the results are in and we some good news and some bad. Which do you want to hear first?
- The bad. I said.
- Well, Tom it seems like you are suffering from a rare genetic disease called reversed-gendoria. It basically makes people change their initial gender. In your case from boy to girl?
- WHAT?!

TO BE CONTINUED

I was about 12 years old. I had long dark brown hair that was rather messy. My mom was out shopping. My father left before I was born.

I was looking through mommy's things and found a pink tight dress. I put it on me. I liked how it felt rapped on my body.

Suddenly I heared the keys being put in the front door. I tried to take off the dress as fast as I could but it was on too tight and my mother caught me in it. I felt so ashamed. My mom stood there for a minute, which felt like an hour to me, and then said:
"What are you doing in my dress!?". I was in shock and just tried speaking but all I said was: "I was just...I mean...I..."

"Get in the car, and keep on the dress!" I did what she said.

We drove to a fancy salon and went in. My mom talked to a lady at the front desk and said something like "complete makeover". I was numb. I got all of my body hair removed and then headed to manicure and pedicure. I got my nails polished and got a red color painted on them. Then my ears got pierced with a gun like thing. I was now wearing long dangling earrings. It felt weird, but there was no talking to my mom. She was very upset. She just said: "You like dressing like a girl, then be a girl all the way!"

Then I got over to the hairdresser. She looked at my messy hair and began combing it out. She said: "What nice, long hair you have. We will have to cut a little off as per your mom's instructions!". I started o hear the scissors slicing through my hair and saw hairs dropping to the floor. Once she was done I felt hair touching my face and realised I now had bangs. They were side swept bangs that were a little hard to get used to at first. My long hair was now a long bob which just passed my shoulders. I had blond hairs at the bottom and the rest was a chestnut color. My hair was then curled and looked really girly.

I was then sent to makeup were I got a light foundation put on, some green eyeshadow, black eyeliner with the cat like tail at the ends. My eyelashes got curled and extensions were added.

After all this was done my mom said: "You look cute as a girl! You will stay like this for the entire summer. You shall be called and answer to the name of Jackie!"

I responded: "But mom!" And then my bangs got in my face and mom used her long fingernails and brushed them to the side and said: "Come honey, to the car!" As we walked to the car a boy whistled at me. It was John, my 14 year old neighbour.

Mom then said: "I think I'll invite John over to dinner tomorrow evening!"

I responded: "Mom, please no!"

Mom said: "Shhhh, honey. You will also need to learn how to talk and walk like a young lady. We have work to do tonight!"