“Luke, Luke” Mom called bringing me back to partial reality. “ Are you ready to go shopping?”

“Yeah, Mom, I'll be right down.”

Throwing on some clothes, I headed downstairs.

As we walked to the car, Mom told me of this lady at a small shop in the mall who has the uncanny ability to look at you and know your opposite sex size. She is about 99% correct. This lady knew your old name and your new name. Going to the mall we found the little shop she ran. The shop was over flowing with both girls and boys clothes. It seemed to be separated boys on one side girls on the other. But some got thrown in together. It seemed that she needed a shop over 3 times as big to hold it all.

As soon as we walked in the door, This old lady called from behind the counter, Good afternoon, Alisha and Luke. Or is it Whitney. I don't even think she even looked up from her project she was doing.
“Oh, you finally picked a name, Whitney. A beautiful name for an about to be beautiful girl.” Mom said. I just nodded. As I was embarrassed to be called a girls name when I wasn't even a girl.

“That is yet, Whitney.” The old lady said. “you are going to be a 4 regular a small to medium depends on the outfit. 34B bra to start.”

“Luke, don't worry you will actually excel at the saxophone with in the first month.” The old lady said.

Puzzled, “How did you know I was thinking that?”

“I have my ways” The old lady grinned.

“They're some cute outfits over here.”

“Yeah, guess they are OK.” I said still thinking how the old lady knew. One of life's
mysteries.

I decided that hey I can't stop it might as well embrace it. I began looking at the clothes. I just couldn't see myself as a girl. The weird thing is that everything I saw was a size 4 or medium or small.

“Whitney, use the mirror in the corner. It will give you a preview.” The old lady said.
What in the hell did that mean? I asked myself. I found a dress that was kinda pretty, I think. I took it over to the mirror.

As soon as I stepped in front of the mirror. My image changed from me to a girl. Wearing the dress I was carrying. Still holding the dress I turned, my female image turned opposite me. Mirror image.

How in the hell is that working. I stared at the girl I guess that I am going to become. She or should I say I was hot in a plain sort of way. I was shorter by about 3”. My face was still me kind of but extremely feminine. Turning to the side. My tits where not a bad size, maybe a little more than a hand full. My legs where quite shapely as was my whole body. The dress I was wearing was mid thigh length. Made me look cute as hell.

“Mom, I like this one.” I took the dress to Mom. She had two more. Each one I stood in front of the mirror with. They look so cute on me. When I came to underwear, I just picked a couple pairs of panties and a bra.

“Hon,” Mom Said. “You need more than two pair of panties and a bra to last between washing's.”

“OK, Mom.” I said I picked 5 more and 4 more bras. As I walked by the mirror, an image of my future female self appeared walking across in just a bra and panties.

I backed up and stood in front of the mirror. I was now wearing a different set. Wow I looked good.

We shopped for about an hour. I thought we had gotten everything. Until Mom said.

“Now for some sleepwear.”

“Mom, why can't I just sleep in a t shirt?”

“Well, honey, you can't always sleep in a t-shirt” She said as she made her way to another section. It was small but over stuffed with sleepwear. Every style one could think of. I sort of looked as mom dug in and pulled out a couple of baby dolls. One black and frilly the other pink with black trim.

“What about these two.”

Again I stepped over to the mirror. With each one I held up to myself. The mirror image changed. Each one displayed a sexy teen girl wearing it. I almost couldn't believe that was going to be me in 3 days. It seemed like we had just about all the clothes I will be needing.

Then the Old lady at the counter said. “ Comeback when you are going to the prom I will have the perfect dress for you to wear. Don't worry you will be as beautiful as Ashley is.”

Thinking who says I am going to the prom. That would mean maybe with a boy. I'm not gay. But then I need to remember any boy my age would actually be a girl. Anyway it just sounds creepy. The old lady just smiled.

Mom paid for all my new clothes, but what she was charged was nothing compared to what the actual cost was.

“Only thing we need are shoes”. Mom said.

“Sorry my shipment didn't come in. Stop by again and I will have some that are just what you need.” The old lady called from the counter. “Oh, and you wear a size 5 ½ shoe.”

“Thank you,” I said as we left.

On the way out Mom and I stopped at a shoe store and picked up a pair of 5 ½ tennis shoes. They where a cute, white and purple, I guess. And a pair of sandals with a slight heel. When Mom showed them to me. I commented, “ Oh, you want me to break my neck, Huh.”

She just shook her head.

We lugged all my new clothes out to the car, and headed home. Of course Cassy was home by then and wanted to see all the clothes I got.
While we were unpacking. Dad got home from work. He came up to see what was going on.

“So when is the painting party? He asked.

“What painting party?” I asked.

“Aren't we going to paint your room pink.” He laughed.

“Dad! It was bad enough when Cassy was bugging me with names, now you.”

“Oh, common. Luke. Grandpa teased me about it too. We all go through it. It will be OK. They have been doing this for 200 years. Hey I was one of the first to have the new formula that automatically changes you back after a year unless you want to stay the opposite sex. You only have to go back if you decided to keep the change.”

“No way am I going to stay a girl. I just want that year to be over with fast.”

“Well you never know, Uncle Keith said the same thing before the change and he stayed a boy.” Mom added.

“Don't think I will”

“Yea, never know. It would be cool to have another sister.” Of course Cassy had to throw in her 2 cents.

“Shut up Cass.”
She rushed to her room.

“would you like me to get you a couple boxes to put your boy clothes in?” Dad asked.

“Maybe you should I don't think I can fit my new clothes with my others. Can I keep some of my t-shirts?”

“Yeah, I consider t-shirts both sexes.”
Mom and Dad left, a couple minutes later dad brought those boxes.

“Thanks, Dad.”

He just smiled.

With my new clothes laid out on my bed. I packed away all my other boy clothes but what I was going to wear tomorrow and to the change station. After dinner and a couple hour break. I had only filled one box, by the time it was bed. I was able to either put my new clothes away or move them from my bed so I could sleep in it.

It was hard sleeping, weird dreams and such. Next thing I know I am getting shaken and pushed.

“Luke, Luke, Get your happy ass up you dwerp.”

“Huh,” I moaned. Through half asleep eyes, I saw a beauty standing over me. It was Ashley my best friend.

“Come on Mom. I don't want to go to wally world.” I teased.

“Mom, huh.” She said. As she went to slap me I grabbed her arm pulling it down. I put my arm around her neck and flipped her onto the bed next to me.

“Great thing to do to a girl, throw her down on a bed.” Ashley teased back. “I'm not that kind of girl”

“Yeah, right.” I said.

We both laughed. Then I realized that I was just wearing my boxers. I got embarrassed.

“Would you excuse me while I put on some clothes.”

“Common we have had gym class together. You don't have anything I haven't seen before.” She laughed.

“That was different,” I stammered something about being a beautiful girl and not being the same. Ashley finally agreed to cover her eyes while I got at least a pair of sweatpants on.

“Happy,” She said. “I hope you aren't going to be this way starting tomorrow”

“Yeah, you can uncover them now.” I said as I pulled on a pair of sweatpants. Then I noticed all the girl clothes laying around my room. Ones I haven't put away yet.
I started to say something but Ashley quickly stopped me by saying.

“Did you go to the Old lady in the mall.”

“Ah, yeah, I did. How did you know?”

“My mom took me their too. All your new clothes are the same size. She got my size perfect.”

“Really, She said I was a 4, and 34B.” I answered.

“Then we can swap clothes, I am a 4 too. 34B cup.”

Great, I thought. I can wear my best friends clothes, yippy skippy. But on the other hand, if I am Ashley's size. I may just look as good as she does. Remembering what the old lady said, “Don't worry you will be as beautiful as Ashley is.” I just hope she is right.

“Hey you want help putting this stuff away.” Ashley said.

“yeah, I guess. It will make it go by faster. I hope the year goes faster, too.”

Ashley helped me finish hanging up my new girl clothes. It is hard to believe I am putting away all my boy clothes and replacing them with girl clothes. Like it has been said, the world has been doing this for 2 generations. But still weird. I looked at Ashley my best friend. She was hot. Again I hate to say it.

Her ass looked perfect in her tan cargo shorts. Well I think they are cargo shorts but the cargo pocket on the legs can't hold too much as it is about 2” deep. I will later learn that some girls clothes have pockets and flaps just for style. I believe. The light brown tank top was nice and tight showing off her beautiful tits.

“Hey Luke, Luke, hey dwerp.” Ashley called.

“Huh,” I said snapping out of it.

“What are you planning on wearing tomorrow after.”

“What?” Not being sure of what she was talking about.

“Tomorrow, after the change. What are you wearing?”

“Nothing.”

“Well as much as you will want to show off your new body, you can't leave naked. It's a law or something.”

“OK, dweeb, That I know. I meant nothing special.”

“Oh, common. Don't be a drip. Oh wait you all ready are.” Ashley teased. “It is to show us, humanity what the other half goes through. So have some fun with it. I sure am”

“What do you mean, Jason?” I used his old boy name. “Sorry, Ashley. Have fun with it.”

“I'll tell you when we are done. Ears are everywhere.”

I got her meaning as Cassy does tend to spy on us. I think now especially since I am in my room alone with a hot girl. Even though Ashley is my best friend and has been for years. I just nodded.

We finished about half hour later. I sat on my bed, Ashley still dug in my closet.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Well I am going to find you something perfect to wear home tomorrow.”

Shaking my head, “ OH, God. Please strike her down so I don't have to put up with this bull shit.”

“Jesus, Luke, maybe I'll start calling you Whitney”

I must have gave her a shocked look.

“Your Mom told me, It is going to happen so have fun. If you are half as hot as I am you need to show off”

“The old lady at the mall said I was going to be equally as hot as you. I heard she is right most of the time.”

“Cool, So I will have a hot bestie for a year. What could be better.”

“If I didn't have to do it at all but I know that ain't gonna happen.”

Ashley stopped her digging and came over to me. Sticking her slender green painted finger nail at me.

“That is right so why not have some fun with it. Let me find something for you to wear then we will bail and go talk. I've just about found the perfect outfit.”

Ashley continued digging in my closet. I used the bathroom and got dressed. For my final few hours before I become a girl, but only for a year.

Returning to my room once I finished. Ashley had laid out the cute dress I first held up in the mirror in the old ladies shop yesterday. Well it did look cute on me. But what was laid with it threw me. It was a purple thong pantie with matching bra.

“What the hell?” I asked.

“Like I said, have fun. And they are fun. It's quite cooling to wear one under a dress or skirt on a hot day.”

“You wear them?”

“Ah, yeah. Where do you think that one came from. I got it especially for your first day as a girl.”

“how'd, wait let's talk somewhere else.” I said as I knew the Cassy has been known to eavesdrop on me. And especially now since I have a beautiful girl in my room. Whether or not it used to be my best friend, Jason.

Me and Ashley headed out. We walked down to the neighborhood park about 2 blocks from my house. We sat at one of the picnic tables under an enclosure.

“So what about having fun?” I asked her.

“Well just that, have some fun.”

“You aren't going to screw around are you?

“If you mean being the school slut, no. We have to many of them already. I may have sex to see what it is like.”

I made a disgusted face. “really, screw a guy. Gross.”

“No, I ain't gay. But that wouldn't be. Would it, as I am a girl. God being a girl is hard.”

“Well that is why they make us do it so we will learn. So how much fun are you talking about?”

“You know how some girls tease us at school?

“Yeah,”

“Well just doing stuff like that. Having fun. Are you going to stop your exercising after tomorrow?”

“No,” I said.

“Well starting tomorrow you can wear those tight little shorts we always love seeing girls in. And not be considered weird.”

“Well, you are weird anyway. Your point is?”

“Luke that is my point have fun being a girl. Live it up.” Ashley said. “remember it is
only for a year. Unless you decided to stay a girl.”

“Why does everyone I know keep saying that. My parents, my sister and now you”

“Whitney, it is all in good fun. My parents teased me too. I will admit that having this hot body makes me really think. But I think I would be a lesbian. I still like girls. Then again I have only been a girl for 6 weeks. It has been fun.”

“So how was your first period?” I asked.

“Don't ask. I got bloated. Nothing fit, I was moody, it hurt like hell.”

“So about the same as you always are.” I teased.

“Oh, shut up. I am going to love it when your first period hits.”

Ashley and I hung out most of the rest of the day. She even stayed for dinner with us.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“ David Martin,” Dad answered.

“No I mean your girl name.”

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

Shocked “You did?”

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

“Why didn't you tell me before.”

“I waited till the time was right.”

“Mom, you knew?”

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

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

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

“8:30”

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

“OK” I said as I headed to my room.

I took a leisurely shower. Dressed in my Pajamas.

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

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

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

“Happy Birthday, Luke.” Mom said.

“No breakfast? I asked.

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

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

“That is the Luke I know.”

“Can I at least have coffee?”

“Sure, here I made you a cup.”

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

Me and Mom sat and chatted for a bit.

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

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

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

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

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

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

“OK,”

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

“Good Morning, Name please.” She asked.

“Luke Reynolds”

“Luke Martian Reynolds?”

“Yes.”

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

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

Yes.”

“Sample also, please.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Really.”

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

“Wow”

“Have you picked out a name?”

“Yeah, Whitney Renee”

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

“Thank you”

She left me alone.

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

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

“No, but let's get it over with.”

“Sure thing.” He answered.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Next thing one of my change team came in.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“The purple bra is cute” She whispered.

“Thanks.”

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

Taking a deep breath, “I guess so”

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

The technician went out the door first.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

All of my stories are purely fictional, the some places are real, some are not. The names and personnel used in all my stories, are also fictional. They may be based on people I knew but, Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or un-dead are purely coincidental.

I write my stories as a fantasy. While based on this world. Things in my story could stretch reality. However I write my stories from my mind. I reserve all rights to my work. Any form of duplication without my permission is forbidden. Please enjoy reading them as I have in writing them.

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

Mom drove to Mattie's Cafe. A breakfast only place We like going too. Mom and me were sat in a nice booth near the windows.

“Can I get you ladies anything to drink?” The waitress asked.
Mom ordered a coffee, but I ordered an apple juice. Instead of my usual coffee.

“No coffee?” Mom asked.

“Nope, don't need the caffeine, plus apple juice is good for you.”

“OK,”

We both placed our order. Mine was about half of what I usually get.

“I have to get used to you eating less.” Mom said.

“Mom, even though this is only for a year. I want to be good looking for that time.”

“I don't think you will have any problems.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well there are two boys checking you out”

“Where?” I asked.

“Over their” Mom motioned with her head. “They are coming over.”

“Hi, Mrs Reynolds,” One boy said.

I was a couple of friends from band, Scott and Pete.

“Is Luke ready for band camp?” Pete asked.

Closing my eyes and thinking, Don't say it mom, please don't.

“Ask her yourself,” She motioned towards me with her hand.
Yeah, she said it.

“Luke?” They both said.

“For the next year, it is Whitney. Yeah, I am ready can't wait.”

“So your birthday was when?” Scott asked.

“Is today, we just left the Change center.”

“Crap, So you haven't been”

Cutting him off, “A girl for a hour yet.”

“Wow, You look great.” The waitress said as she brought us our food.

“See you at camp, my birthday is right in the middle.” Pete said.

“Mine is 2 days before.” Scott said.

“I guess I will see you guys at camp. See ya.”
Scott and Pete left.

Taking a small bite of my bacon, “Thanks Mom.”

“I don't know what you mean.” Mom Smiled.

Finishing my meal, I realized I ordered the right portion size.

“Ready to go, sweetie” Mom asked.

“Sure,”

As we went to pay, the waitress, waved us away. “This is on me, Happy Birthday.”

“Why, thank you,” I said.

“ Here is a tip anyway.” Mom handed her a $20.

“ Thank you, Have a great birthday and a great year.”

Getting in the car, Not even realizing that I sat as a girl should. Putting on my seat belt, I smoothed down my dress.

“Mom, Can you drop me off at Ja__ Ashley's house, she wanted for me to come over and show her what I look like.”

“Yeah, sure. Please don't be late as we want to take you out for your birthday.”

“I won't, Can Ashley come too. She is my best friend?”

“Sure,”

Mom pulled in front of Ashley's house. “See you later, Whitney.” Mom smiled. “You are a very beautiful young lady.”

“luckily only for a year. Thanks Mom.” I said as I leaned over an gave her a kiss on the cheek.

Getting out of the car I instinctively made sure my skirt was straight. As I walked up the drive, to the door. My sandals clicked. Actually, sounded pretty sexy.

Instead of just walking in, I figured I would knock as my other family doesn't know the new me.

Mark, Ashley's little brother came to the door. “Oh, Hello, what can I do to you,?”

“Is the dweeb home?”

“Oh, sorry. Luke. Yeah she is.” mark said.

“For the next year it is Whitney.”

“Sorry, Whitney. God you are a babe, like Ashley is. Go on up.”

“Thanks, creep.” I said as I walked past him, exaggerating my hip sway as I headed to Ashley's room.

Knocking as I opened the door, “Hey dweeb. Get your happy ass up.”

Ashley was up actually changing. I walked in on her completely nude.

“Mark,” She screamed, “Mom told you.” then she seen me. “Oh, It's you. I though it was Mark trying to get a peak at me naked.”

“Just me trying to get a peak at you necked.”

“Whitney you don't count. You are a girl.”

“Yeah, but only for the past 3 hours.”

Ashley continued to get changed. She dug out a thong and bra set. And put it on.

“How do you like the thong I got you.” She said pulling the thong over the cute triangle of pubic hair she had.

“Takes a little to get used to but feels sexy. Keeps my ass cool too.”

“God, TMI.”

She went to to her closet and pulled out a short denim skirt and a cropped t shirt. Holding them up. “How do these look for today?” She asked.

“Cool, but you may want to wear something nicer as you are invited to go to my birthday dinner with us.”

“OK,” She sounded disappointed. She dug some more. Finally coming up with a Light green skater dress. “ How about this one.”

“That is cute. It will work.” I said as Ashley slipped it on. Straightening it to fit right. It actually accented her curves and came 2” above her knees. She slipped on a pair of 2” heels. She put on a little make-up, a necklace, and a couple of bracelets.

While Ashley got dressed I could help but marvel at her beauty. Was I that beautiful myself I guess I will have to find out.

Me and Ashley hung out the rest of the day. Talking we didn't have to worry about the old keep the door open because a member of the opposite sex is in your room thing. We were both girls. We laughed and giggled. 'God, me giggling' but I did just like a girl then I am a girl, for now. Everything came natural to me. Even using the bathroom, I just sat down to pee, it felt normal to do it.

“Being a girl almost seems to come naturally, Did it for you?” I asked Ashley.

“Some stuff others my mom had to show me. Like how to sit like a lady. Especially with Mark around. He is constantly wanting to look up my skirt or dress.”

“I can't wait till he has the change. He or should I say She will get what she has coming.”

“Dude, you got that right.” Ashley said as we high fived.

I got a message from my mom saying that they will be picking us up in a half hour.

“You getting hungry?” I asked Ashley.

Yeah, the chips and dip kept it at bay some what but I'm still hungry.

“Well my Mom will be here in about half hour to pick us up.” Just then Ashley's mom came by her room

“Hi, Honey. Who's your new friend?”

“ Mom, Don't you recognize your other daughter?” I said.

“ Oh, gosh Luke, I didn't know you had gone through the change.”

“ It's OK, It was just this morning, and it is Whitney Renee for the next year.”

“Whitney, I like that. Let me say, you are just as beautiful as Ashley is.”

“Thanks, Mom, I said,

“Ashley is invited out to my birthday dinner tonight.”

“That is fine,” Turning to Ashley. “Ash remember your manners, please”

“Mom,” Ashley said. “I will behave like a lady.”

Going out the door Ashley's mom said, “I hope so for gods sake”

“Funny, Mom Real funny.” Ashley said after her.

Me and Ashley waited until Mom pulled up in her Tahoe. As we walked down the driveway our heels echoed. Sounding cool.

“Hi, Mom.” Ashley said as we both got in the back, Cassy was already in the passenger seat.

Turning to look at me, “ Wow, you actually make a good looking girl, Luke.” Cassy said in a snide voice.

“ It's Whitney now.” Directing my question towards Mom. “Dad going to meet us at DiMaggio?”

“Yeah, He had to stay a little longer at work to finish some things.”

Me and Ashley talked the whole way to the restaurant, We kept it down which drove Cassy nuts. I could tell she was trying to eavesdrop. Especially when we giggled. It was great fun.

Dimmogios was about 15 minutes from Ashley's house. I saw dads car when we pulled in. He was waiting by the door.

He noticed the Tahoe, and watched us walk up.

“Hi, Pumpkin, Happy birthday. You look so beautiful.” He said to me.

“Thank you, Daddy.”

“I must be the luckiest guy alive to be escorting 4 beautiful ladies.”

“Daddy, don't you mean, 3 and a twerp.” I said teasing Cassy.

Cassy gave me the evilest look she could, which wasn't. Both Me and Ashley giggled.

Cassy stomped her foot and turned her back to me, Sisters.

“No, Whitney. I did mean 4 as your sister is beautiful too.” Dad said holding the door open.

We had reservations and where seated right away. We ordered a x-large pizza, cheese, pepperoni, olives, bacon, and shrimp. My favorite. It was huge 20 inches. Me and Ashley dug in. With the salad, bread sticks, and Pizza, I could only handle 2 pieces.

Where I could have easily downed 4-5 before. Must be the change, plus I want to keep my body Hot looking for the year I have it. While Me and Ashley ate, I noticed that I was using manners I never used before. Oh, I knew them but barely if ever used them. I was now eating like a prim and proper lady. It was scary funny. I giggled out loud.

“What's so funny?” Cassy asked.

“Nothing you need to know about.”

She stuck her tongue out at me. I just smiled.

We were at DiMaggio for almost an hour and a half. I was stuffed.
Dad paid the check and we left. Luckily Cassy rode with Dad so it was just us girls.

“So Ashley have you found a boyfriend for Whitney yet?” Mom asked.

“Mom!, I haven't even been a girl for a whole day yet. For gods sake quit.”

Both Ashley and Mom giggled. I guess I am in for an interesting year as a girl.

“Just why do I have to put up with this?” I commented.

Mom glanced in the mirror at Ashley, “Do you know what she is talking about?”

“dunno, she must have gotten something goofy in her change meds.”

“Humph,” I said as I folded my arms under my breasts and pretended to sulk. That lasted all of maybe 3 minutes. That was until Ashley reached around both sides of my seat and tickled my ribs. I tried to hold out, but alas I wound up laughing my ass off. Of course even when we got home Ashley wouldn't let up. I seems I had a giggle fit so bad I could barely blow out all 17 candles on my triple chocolate cake. I actually had to force myself to stop. I never laughed that much in my previous 17 years. It actually felt good. Was I seeming to enjoy being a girl. I hope not, maybe.

Me and Ashley went to my room. It hasn't changed since I left it this morning.

Everything exactly where I had left it. But something was different.

“Oh, Crap.” I said aloud.

“What?”

“Nothing”

“Common spill it. What's wrong?”

“Well, it seems to be different I mean my room. Yet nothing has changed. Then I realized the one thing that changed was me.”

“I felt it too.” Ashley confided. “my first time in my room and even in the house it seemed different. Yet, the only difference was me.”

“Is everything going to be weird while we are girls?”

“Could be, we already know boys are, as we were one.”

“quit reminding me.” I said.

“Will be again in 364 day, 4 hours, and some odd minutes.”

“What do you have planned for tomorrow?”

“Nothing much, if it is still as hot as it was today. I may go down to the water park.”

“You mean go out in a swim suit. I don't know if I can do that this soon.”

“Why not, you are just a normal girl. Girls wear Bikinis.”

“What...... a bikini, now that maybe going to far. I don't know if I'm ready to show off that much of myself.”

“OH, come on, Whitney. Live a little.”

“FYI, I didn't get a bathing suit. So NAH” I stuck out my tongue at her.

“Well, I do owe you a birthday present so I going to get you a bathing suit”

“OK, but I won't wear it.” Again I stuck my tongue out at her, tilting my head as I did it.

“OH, yes you will.”

I just shook my head in defiance.

“Just remember you asked for it.” Ashley said as she jumped on top of me. She began tickling me without mercy.

She stopped, “SO are you going to wear it?”

“NO!”

She started again. I was laughing so hard I almost wet myself. I gave up. “OK, I'll wear it............. I'll wear it.”

She stopped. “promise?”

“yeah, now get off me before I make a mess of myself.” I told her.

As Ashley move off of me. “You are already a mess.” She made a face sticking her tongue at me.

OH, God. That made it worse. I rushed to the bathroom before the dam broke. I sat down just in time.

“wow” I said to myself. I wiped and rejoined Ashley.

“Better?” She asked.

“Yeah,”

“Remember you promised to wear what ever bathing suit I get you.”

“No I said. I will wear a bathing suit. Not some kinky crap you saw online”

Snapping her fingers. “Damn, I knew the perfect one too. Sheer white thong. Shows off everything.”

“Gross”

“hey you might for the right guy.”

“Ah, NO. This is only for a year. Then I'm going back to plain old me.”

“You never know, you might like it and want to stay a girl.”

“Why is everyone thinking I want to be a girl. I am this way because the government said I had to. Nothing more. Yeah, I am not bad looking and all. But that is the way I turned out.”

“Whitney, you got it wrong. Not bad, huh. Girl, you are smoking hot. That is from Jason not Ashley.”

I realized that Luke was still here. I am me whither I'm a girl or a boy. How ever something deep deep down inside. Kept saying, 'look at all the pretty things you can wear. The attention you get and have only been a girl less than 24 hours. You may just like being a girl.'

Looking at her phone, Ashley said. “Damn I need to get home. Can you give me a ride.”

“I should be able to let me ask.”

We went down to the living room where mom and dad where just starting to watch the news.

“Mom, Can I use the Tahoe? Ashley needs to get home.

Mom looked at dad, who nodded. “OK, The keys are in my purse.”

“Thank Mom.” we both said.

After getting the keys I ran back to my room to get my purse and a light jacket. I found my old Levi's denim jacket that I recently grew out of. It however fit loose now. Yeah I was smaller now. The benefits of being a girl. Wait did I just think that.

I ran back down. Getting in the Tahoe, I realized that I normally had to move the seat back some after Mom drove it. Now it was perfect. We strapped in. It was about 2 miles by car. Walking, there is a few short cuts to take. It cuts off about ¾ of a mile or so. I never really measured it.

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