The Girl He Could Be - Part 5

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Disclaimer: All characters depicted in this story are 18 years of age or older at the time of the events described. This work is intended for a mature audience and complies with all applicable content guidelines regarding age-appropriate material. It is purely fictional and intended for entertainment purposes only. The content is not meant to promote or endorse any real-life actions. Reader discretion is advised. Enjoy responsibly within the context of fantasy.

Concentrating was getting hard, and his head dipped as his eyelids grew heavy. They were watching him fight to keep his head up. Sue and Patty knew he wouldn’t last much longer. Patty thought he looked so cute in his jeans and T-shirt with his hair styled. Too bad he had taken off the falsies, he would have made a picture.

Tim was soon in a puddle, curled up in the chair.

Pam and Nancy came out of the bedroom at about eight thirty. Tim had been out of it for about five minutes.

"I think he’s ready, girls. Let’s get to it." Pam was anxious to get started.

Sue jumped u; she was ready. "Ok, let’s go."

Pam and Nancy lifted him from under his arms, and Sue took his legs. Getting him into the bedroom was a little awkward. He wasn’t completely out of it; his eyes were closed, and he was mumbling unintelligibly.

Getting him undressed on the bed wasn’t too difficult. "It’s a good thing he’s not wearing ‘Tina’s’ jeans," Patty said as she pulled the loose-fitting jeans off. Sue tugged the T-shirt over his head. She seemed surprised when she saw his chest, "He has no hair on his chest, anywhere." She thought all boys his age had some hair. "Maybe he shaves it," Patty suggested with a shrug of her shoulders. Sue looked closer. "I don’t think so. There’s no stubble and no sign of irritation from waxing or a cream hair remover." She was sure of that.

She had also noticed something else. "He has a pierced ear." A smile crossed her face. "Patty, would you get me my purse from the living room, please?" She knew she had a big needle in it. While Patty was getting it, Sue went over to his dresser. She had seen his box of earrings, and there was a pair of fake diamond studs among the clip earrings. She sterilized the needle from her purse with her lighter and, after piercing his ear lobe, put the earrings in both his ears.

Tim had put on his boy’s underwear, and Nancy pulled them off. Under other circumstances, the scene would have been arousing. A naked boy on a bed, surrounded by four very attractive girls. Tim’s face and styled hair ruined the picture. Pam was at Tim’s vanity table, getting the things she had brought ready, while the others made their little jokes about the pretty boy, lying on the bed. Pam was ready with the first step. She stepped up next to the bed with a strange-looking hypodermic with a huge needle.

"What’s that?" Patty asked. She shivered at the sight of the thing.

Pam didn’t look up as she slid the huge needle into the fleshy underside of our upper arm.

"Hormones, twice the normal dosage."

Sue was not ignorant about hormones. "But doesn’t the body throw off anything over what it processes in a day?" She and Patty sat on the far side of the bed. Pam looked up after she removed the needle. She had a band-aid ready to cover the small hole it left. "Not when it’s laced with certain chemicals. This time release capsule will last him six months, feeding him twice what is considered a normal dosage, daily." Pam had researched well, and she explained to the others.

"They’ve just come out with this time release system, it’s just like what they give to diabetics, except this is what they’re giving now to women who’ve had hysterectomies."

"That’s perfect." Sue agreed. "That should be time enough to soften him up nicely." Sue couldn’t wait to see the changes that would take place. Too bad it would take so long. "Will that keep the hair from growing on his face and chest?" Patty was a little embarrassed that she was so ignorant.

"He won’t grow hair like other boys. Since his face and chest don’t have hair already, they never will, as long as he stays on hormones. The little bit of hair he has on his arms and legs will get lighter and finer." Pam knew all this from her research.

There was something that bothered Nancy. "Won’t the male hormones his body produces fight the female hormones we gave him?" She was merely curious. She wasn’t sure they should be doing this to him.

She couldn’t tell the others her doubts. She had to pretend to go along. Pam smiled. "I’m going to take care of that too, just be patient." She turned to Sue and Patty. "We want to get rid of any hair in his crotch. I think I saw a tube of bikini hair remover in the bathroom."

"You did!" Sue said as she jumped off the bed to go get it. Patty got Tim ready. She spread his legs wide and slipped a towel under him. It seemed so funny to be handling a boy this way, she almost laughed. "He’s so small." She commented, looking at his penis.

They all took another look and laughed.

"He’s going to be even smaller," Pam smirked.

Nancy and Patty, glancing at each other, wondered what she meant. Better not to ask, they decided.

Pam went back to the vanity table and got the high-pressure injector she had already prepared.

Sue and Patty were already busy.

Nancy asked Pam, "What does that do?"

Pam was especially proud of herself for discovering this gem. "I found this by accident. The medication invades the muscle tissue and causes the muscles to expand. Muscle builders used to use it until they discovered an unfortunate side effect."

"What did it do?" Pam always dragged her stories out. It drove Nancy crazy.

With a big grin and a twinkle in her eye, she answered, "It gave them breasts."

Nancy and Patty naturally assumed she meant temporarily. Sue knew better.

Patty was curious, "Why don’t they use it on flat-chested women?"

Pam explained, "It doesn’t work the same on women. Their muscle tissue is different." Pam knew that his muscle tissue would begin to change soon from the hormones, but by then, he would already have breasts. The hormones will only make them better, more natural. Maybe even bigger. She turned her attention to the boy. She needed to place the shots just right. Otherwise, he might have funny-shaped mounds instead of the lovely breasts she anticipated.

"Hold his shoulders, Nancy. I don’t know how he’ll react to the shots." He felt a dull thump on the right side of his chest. Then another and another. Then the other side, one two three.

He felt a little pressure. Like when the dentist shoots Novocaine in your gums. It dissipated quickly. It was not enough to stir him from his drugged sleep. Pam leaned back. She was a little surprised. "He didn’t even seem to feel it."

"Was it enough?" Sue wanted him to have very realistic-looking breasts. "He’ll have at least an ‘A’, but probably a ‘B’ cup." Pam raised her eyebrows at Sue. "Big enough?"

"Perfect." Sue’s smile indicated she was satisfied. "You said they may get even bigger later?"

Sue reminded Pam.

"They may, but not much. They’ll definitely get more fleshy and natural, but he’ll be fine for a while."

"How long will it take?"

Pam looked at Patty, "The injections? Twelve to fifteen hours. The hormones should begin to affect him in five to eight days, but probably sooner since he’ll be getting twice the normal level daily. It will take a while to see any change, though. His nipples will swell and get really sensitive first, and they’ll be really tender for a while, as he changes. The filling out of the fleshier tissue will be gradual." Pam was satisfied, so far.

Sue and Patty were done with their task.

"Is he really clean and dry?" He needed to be prepared for what Pam was going to do next.

"Absolutely." She and Sue stepped back to give Pam room. Pam had another syringe, and she knelt at the bottom of the bed. "Nancy, hold his pelvis down. You two each take a leg and hold his thighs down. I don’t want him to move." "What are you going to do?" Asked Sue.

"Remember, Nancy asked about his male hormones countering the female hormones?" They had him ready, so Pam slowly pushed the tiny needle through the thin skin and then through the harder membrane of his testicle that she had cradled in her fingers.

Tim twitched, involuntarily, trying to pull away slightly. The girls held him down. Pam injected a few cc's of the fluid into him. She pulled it out and prepared to do the same to the other.

"Well, this will stop that from happening." Aga, in he squirmed as the needle entered his other testicle, and she injected the fluid. When she was done, she looked up at her friends. "That will stop his body from producing the male hormones."

Pam didn’t mention that it was called ‘chemical castration’ and that it was permanent. She knew that Nancy and Patty would give her grief if they knew, so she just left out that part. Pam felt no remorse.

Patty and Nancy thought it was neat. Beginning really soon, he would begin to get softer and more shapely. The six months of this should serve to humiliate him adequately enough to cure him of his sick behavior.

Sue didn’t mind what Pam had done to him at all. She thought the little sissy deserved it. "Ok, last but not least, let’s fix him so he’ll be able to wear his little panties and tight knits and no nasty bumps will show."

Nancy and Patty worried that Pam was going to cut his penis off but when she came back to the bed she only had a little tube of something, not a knife. Pam showed them the tube. "It’s something new. They’re starting to use this stuff instead of stitches when they do plastic surgery. It holds the skin together until it knits." "So,o how do you get him back to normal later?" Nancy asked.

Now Pam lied outright. "It will hold him like that until we use a special solution to dissolve it." Only Pam and Sue knew that there wasn’t any ‘special solution’. The body gradually absorbed it, long after the skin had permanently knit together. It was absolutely invisible because of the way it soaked into the skin.

They all watched as Pam pushed Tim’s testicles up, inside him, and made folds of the loose skin. She ran a bead of the quickly absorbing liquid on the seam of each fold. She held his skin while the fluid did its job. Pam’s plastic gloves protected her. "The area won’t get hard. It will stay soft and pliable while it joins the skin." Permanently, she mused to herself.

After about two minutes, she let go.

"It’s like super glue." The folds all stayed put. Pam was thrilled with the way he looked now. " See how it looks like the lips of a vagina?" They agreed. "It really does." Sue was amazed.

Patty and Nancy said nothing as they looked over Pam’s shoulder. Nancy wondered, "Won’t that be awfully uncomfortable with his testicles locked up inside him like that?" "Not for long." Everything was going so well. "His body will adjust in a very short time, and he won’t even notice in a little while." What Pam didn’t tell them was that in no more than eighteen hours, his testicles will be the size of peas. In three days, they’ll be gone, dissolved altogether. Forever!

Pam started on his little penis. It was small enough that when she turned it inside out, pushing it up into him, it went up easily. She was careful that when she applied the glue only the very top surface of its head showed, just the little slit. No glue touched me, or else he wouldn’t be able to sit and tinkle like a girl. The soft folds of his penis’ outer skin blended naturally to form a sort of clitoris when Pam was finished.

Pam was pleased with the results. His penis would shrivel up inside him from the hormones. "He’ll look natural in even the most revealing clothes. Someone would have to look very close, even when he’s naked, to tell the difference between him and one of us." Pam was more than satisfied with the job she’d done.

"Which of you can stay here with him tonight?" Pam asked as she started to put everything away in the little bag. "I can’t, I have to return all this stuff to my Dad’s office in the morning, before it’s missed."

Sue and Patty looked at each other. Sue volunteered. "I told my Mom I was staying at Patty’s. She can tell her Mom I had to change my plans."

That was settled.

Tim was resting peacefully now, and the girls all sat down in his living room to discuss what they wanted to do next with him.

"We’ve got two weeks before school starts again, and I think we can have some real fun with him between now and then." Sue could think of all kinds of things to do. She knew, but she had no intention of telling Nancy and Patty that what they’d done was permanent. "I’m sure we can do a lot to feminize him in two weeks."

Patty was a little worried, "He may give us some trouble when he finds out what we’ve done to him."

"What if we don’t tell him everything yet?" Nancy suggested. "He won’t know what we’ve done unless we tell him. Anyway, it will only last about six months, and that should cure him of his weird fantasies by then."

"We can say that his breasts are a temporary condition and that they’ll go away in a few weeks." Pam knew they could convince him. "We’ll tell him about the glue, how it’ll deteriorate and let loose so he’ll look normal again soon."

Pam knew that she and Sue had made the right decision, not to tell the others the truth. They would never have gone along with it if they knew what she had really done. They’d know eventually, but by then it would be too late to point fingers. Nancy and Patty would be just as guilty as they were and would have to keep their mouths shut.

"If we pretend we’re sorry for what we did and say we want to make it up to him by helping him to live out his fantasy for a few weeks, he might even go along with us willingly." Nancy knew him better than the others. He had always been a very trusting person. She felt a little guilty, tricking him.

Pam liked the sound of it. It might be a little awkward for them, pretending he was one of them, but they could do it. They all agreed that it made sense. "Go through your closets and drawers at home.

Bring anything you think will look good on him. Remember that it should only be things that will make him look or feel feminine." Nancy had a few cute outfits in mind that she didn’t wear anymore.

That wasn’t a problem for the others either. They all had things they just didn’t wear anymore.

"Good idea, Nancy." Pam had plenty of things that would fit him.

Sue and Patty mentally went through their closets, checking things off. As they were ready to go out the door, Sue asked Nancy, "Tomorrow, pick up everything we’ll need to do his hair. I’m going to teach him to do it himself." Nancy thought that was a great idea. They’d have to teach him sooner or later anyway. "I’ll be back as early as I can in the morning."

"I’ll be back around eleven, Sue." Patty was anxious to take part in what they were planning,g too.

Pam would be back as soon as she could get away from her Dad’s office. She turned to Sue, "Make sure to give him only one Valium when he wakes up. One’s enough to keep him calm but rational. And don’t forget the pain killers I left in the bedroom, he’ll need them too."

After they left, Sue checked on Tim one last time. He was still resting peacefully. She curled up on the couch for the night. Sue normally slept lightly; she’d hear him if he woke up during the night. It was unlikely, considering the drugs in his system. The sun exploded over the building across the street and filled his bedroom with its bright light.

Tim awoke slowly, as if in a fog. He was aware of something on his face. He put his hand up and brushed it away; it was his hair.

Memory started to flood back.

The shopping, the girls, and how they treated him. He knew he was in his bed, but he didn’t remember getting up off the chair and climbing into it.

As he became more alert, he grew more aware of the pain in his chest. It was a dull ache, like after you’ve been punched hard. It felt swollen, like he had tripped in the night and fallen hard on something and bruised it. Probably when he stumbled to his bed last night.

Tim rolled over. He could tell instantly that he was naked under his sheets. Something wasn’t right. Something was missing. A sense of panic started to rise inside him. He was about to explore when he realized he wasn’t alone in the room.

Sue had pulled a chair up next to the bed. She’d been awake for quite a while, watching him and rehearsing what she was going to say.

"Good morning." Sue rose from the chair and sat on the edge of the bed. She didn’t give away how excited she was feeling, only concern showed on her face. Tim was surprised to see the girl. "What are you still doing here? Didn’t you girls have enough fun with me last night?" He was indignant.

Sue was ready. Her voice and expression dripping with remorse, "Tim, we all feel terrible about the way we treated you yesterday." She had to reveal the rest to him before he asked, "I stayed to make sure you were all right."

With her eyes down, she then said, "I’m sorry but there’s something you have to know." What? The pain in his chest? Did they have something to do with that, he wondered?

"What do you mean, ‘Something I have to know’?" There was strong resentment in his voice. Sue took a deep breath, trying to make it look as though she really felt bad about what they’d done to him.

"We drugged you last night." A little at a time, she reminded herself. She waited for his reaction.

"You drugged me? Why?" So he didn’t stumble to bed and hurt himself. Tim put his hand to his swollen chest. "What did you do to me?" He hesitated to reach down and feel his crotch. He knew something was wrong down there, but he was afraid to find out what. He didn’t want to go to pieces in front of the girl if what he suspected was true. He should be able to feel his dick when he moved but the sensation was missing.

"We did something to you," She quickly added, "but it’s nothing permanent." His hand flew to his crotch as he bolted upright in bed. Sitting there, he discovered it was gone. Everything was gone. He knew where it had gone; he could feel discomfort when he sat up, and he knew it was up inside him. He didn’t feel rage; he felt panic.

"Don’t be afraid, you’re all right. Everything’s just pushed up inside you." It was a half-truth, she thought to herself. She was laughing inside as she sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to him.

He knew she was telling the truth. "Why? How?" There were tears in his eyes as he turned to ask her the questions.

She could cause her eyes to tear. She had practiced the little trick enough times to get her out of trouble. "We got carried away. We thought, if he wants to pretend he’s a girl, then we’ll make him look just like one of us.

We thought we’d teach you a lesson." Now the regret. "We didn’t realize what unfeeling jerks we were being until it was done." He felt a little better, knowing it was only temporary. Some of the panic left him. "Why is everything stuck up there? Why won’t it come down?"

"We used something like ‘Super Glue’, except it’s something that doctors use. It will dissolve in about two weeks, and you’ll be just like before. I promise." It was a really big lie, but it didn’t bother her.

"What did you do to my chest? It hurts." The pressure was getting worse. "Shots," Careful, she thought to herself. Don’t let the delight you’re feeling show. He was not showing as much as she hoped he would. Pam had said it would take twelve to fifteen hours, and it had only been about ten. They had only swollen a little so far. "We gave you a drug to make your chest expand. It’s only temporary, you too."

"What kind of shots. What’s happening to me?" His panic subsided only slightly; he believed her, but he felt angry now. Angry that they could do things to him like this. "They’re to make your muscles expand." She put her head down in mock shame. "To give you breasts."

Breasts, the thought frightened hi,m but he felt something else too. "How long will they last?"

He didn’t have to try to sound scared. "How big will they get?" Sue could sense the undertones of anticipation. It wasn’t easy to keep from smiling. "Not very big but enough to fill out a small bra." She turned the remorse back on. "We’re so sorry, Tim. If we could reverse what we did to you, we would."

Someone was knocking at his door.

"I’ll be right back, Tim." Sue went to see who it was. She figured it was Nancy. Tim felt himself, his crotch. All he could feel were the soft folds of skin. There was no hint of anything else.

He felt his chest again. His breasts were only slightly exaggerated, but he could feel the lumps of his chest muscle underneath. He only had a few seconds to explore, and Sue was coming back.

Nancy followed Sue into the bedroom. The exchange of a few words in the living room was enough to learn where things stood. She had put drops in her eyes while she waited for Sue to come and open the door. She wasn’t as accomplished at this as Sue was.

She had dropped her bag in the living room on the way through. Now she rushed to Tim, crying. Tim was still sitting up in bed when she hurried over to him. The hug was unexpected from his old girlfriend. The tears looked genuine. He didn’t get a chance to say anything. "I’m so sorry, Tim." She held him tight. "Please don’t hate me." Tim was a bit surprised and just a little skeptical after yesterday. "Nancy, I didn’t think you, of all people..."

Nancy interrupted him. "I was a jerk, we all were. Are you all right?" She pulled back a little but held him by the shoulders. She still wasn’t used to the way he looked. Even with his hair a mess, he still looked just like a girl.

"Sue told me what the four of you did to me." He was only a little calmer now. Seeing Nancy this way brought out a need in him to comfort her. Even though she had walked away from him a few years ago, he had not forgotten how much he cared for her.

"She told me it was only temporary." He reprimanded the two of them, "It doesn’t excuse what you did to me." The drops in her eyes were beginning to dry up. "I know it doesn’t, Tim." A pause to sniffle.

"We want to try to make it up to you if we can."

"Tim," Sue spoke up. "I have some painkillers for you. You’re going to need them in a little bit, if you don’t already. Your chest is going to hurt as the muscles expand and your breasts grow."

Tim turned from Sue and looked back at the girl he had once been crazy about.

"Sue’s right, Tim. You really should take them."

He was already in pain. He looked back at Sue, "Ok."

Sue left the room to get him water. She opened the Valium capsule and shook the contents into the glass of water. She let it dissolve before she took it to him. Tim didn’t hesitate to take the pills Sue gave him.

"We were talking last night, after we came to our senses." Sue offered. She hesitated to let Nancy continue. They had agreed he would listen to her before he believed any of the others. Nancy was still worried that he might not accept the idea. That would be a shame.

"Tim, we want to try and do something for you, to make up for what we’ve done. We can’t change what’s happening to you, but maybe there’s something we can do to make things easier and possibly even fun for you."

He listened, wondering what she was getting at. Fun?

The girls looked at each other, then at Tim. Nancy sat next to him on the bed. "You obviously enjoy dressing like a girl, and before the day’s over, you’re going to look a lot more like one of us. We wondered if you wanted to take advantage of the little time you’ll have, with the changes in you.

We all want to help you live out your fantasy. There’s so much more to being a girl than just looking like one. Let us help you to live like one for a few weeks.

You could really be one of us for a while. It will be our secret." Nancy waited for his reaction. She had all night to think about what they’d done to him. She was genuinely sorry. The problem was that there was no way to go back and undo what had been done. Then, too, there was Pam and the others. She knew what the consequences would be if she went up against Pam and tried to end it.

Sue watched and waited anxiously for his answer.

Tim didn’t show it, but as he thought about the offer, it touched a chord. Could he trust them, he wondered? He looked at them, em and they appeared sincere. He could always walk away, no worse off than he was now, if they weren’t being honest with him. A few seconds had passed, and they watched him, trying to tell what he was thinking. His expression changed, and he looked at Sue curiously.

Tim was being cautious. "What would I have to do?"

Sue’s eyes sparkled. "Oh God, it’ll be fun. You’ll do everything with us." The look on his face changed again. It showed concern as he said to Sue, "I’m not very sure of myself." He turned to Nancy. "There’s so much I don’t know and understand. I’m not sure I can be convincing enough to hang around with you girls." Tim was afraid he’d embarrass himself, and them. They could turn on him.

Nancy was relieved. "Trust u,s Tim. We’ll teach you everything. How to look good, how to act like one of us, how to talk, what to say, and how to have fun. All of it. Please let us do this for you!" Nancy pleaded.

Sure, Tim, let us completely feminize you so you can never go back to behaving like a boy again, Sue thought to herself with delight. Not only will you look like a girl, but you’ll have to endure being treated like one for the rest of your life.

"You all agreed to do this, even Pam?" Tim was still wary of her.

"Especially Pam, it was her idea," Nancy said quickly. In a way, it was. It was only for two weeks, and it would get all this out of his system so he could go back and start his life over again, his fantasy fulfilled and put to rest, once and for all. Tim let his delight show in his smile.

"I’ll do it." He was still very nervous about it. Nancy was excited now, "Great, that’s a load off my mind, Tina. We’re going to call you that for the next two weeks, and you need to get used to answering to that name. If we have to switch back and forth, someone is bound to make a mistake at the wrong time, and that would be terrible.

So, even when it’s just the five of us, alone. Ok?" Nancy didn’t wait for an answer. With a big warm smile, she said, "Tina, you should get some rest now and let those pain killers work." Sue couldn’t wait to get started, but Nancy was right. It would be a few more hours before his chest was fully expanded and the pain eased off. The Valium was going to knock him out soon anyway.

Tim didn’t mind being called Tina now. It represented something different from what it had been last night.

Sue assured him, "We’ll be here when you wake up, and I think you’ll be pleasantly surprised by the way you look then. We’ll go inside and let you rest now." "Sleep tight, Tina," Nancy said, smiling as the girls left the room.

Tim lay there fantasizing about what it would be like.

His crotch felt strange. He had never touched a girl there, so he could only imagine what it felt like. He had soft fleshy folds of skin like they showed in the porno magazines.

The thought that he could wear any of the silky underwear he had, and look and feel completely natural in them, was something to look forward to.

He fell asleep with one hand on his chest, convinced that he could feel himself growing. Tim didn’t have to wear falsies anymore; he was going to have real breasts of his own. The idea both scared and fascinated him. Patty arrived around ten. "I just couldn’t wait to see him."

Pam got there just after ten thirty. They were both thrilled with the news that he’d agreed to their plan.

Sue rushed home to shower, change, and pick up a few things. She wanted to be back before he woke up, and she made it with hours to spare.

They sat around the apartment, impatiently waiting for him to wake up. They discussed all the things they could do with him.

They checked on him constantly. During the six hours he slept, Sue and Nancy could see the difference in his chest since that morning. It was almost three o’clock in the afternoon before he awoke. Tim’s first semiconscious move was to feel his chest. He woke more quickly after he realized that it had grown.

He had real breasts. He opened his eyes to look and discovered that he was not alone. All four of the girls were in the room with him. He hesitated, pulling down the sheets to look. The lumps in the sheet were teasing him.

"Hi Tina." There was not a hint of a condescending tone in Pam’s voice.

Tim responded cautiously, "Hi Pam." He didn’t know how to read her.

"How do you feel?" Patty asked. There was genuine concern in her voice. "Are you ok?" There was something about Patty that made you like her. She was ‘perky’ and had a pixie face. She looked different to him than she had yesterday. They all did. They weren’t a threat to him now; they weren’t trying to embarrass him.

Nancy was standing near the head of the bed holding a robe she had brought him from home. "Come on, Tina, you need to get a shower and wash your hair. It will make you feel better." She held out the robe for him.

He hesitated about pulling back the sheets and getting up. He was still naked under the covers.

The others sensed his embarrassment and, without saying a word, they turned and left the room. Only Nancy stayed, still holding the robe.

She knew his problem. "Tina, girls aren’t like guys. We don’t get embarrassed, seeing each other naked. We don’t have the hang-ups that guys do. If you’re going to be one of us, then you’ll have to get used to doing things the way we do. We’re not the other sex anymore, you’re a girl now too."

Tim knew she was right. It was an odd notion for him to adjust to. "It’s not going to be easy." "I know, but you’ll be fine. We’re going to help you, remember?" Nancy was anxious to see him, to see how his chest looked when he stood up.

Tim was even more anxious. He took a deep breath and pulled back the covers. He looked down to see the two low, broad mounds on his chest. He was almost disappointed. He had expected them to be more pronounced.

As he swung his legs off the side of the bed, he again became acutely aware of what was missing between his legs. He felt a slight discomfort from having everything pushed up inside him. That would be easy to ignore, he said to himself.

"They’re lovely, Tin," Nancy said as he sat on the edge of the bed. His breasts weren’t too modest in size, and they were perfectly shaped. They were about the same size as hers. Tim looked again and, now that he was erect, they looked better, more like what he had hoped they’d look like. He wanted to cradle them in his hands to see what they felt like, but with Nancy standing there, he wouldn’t. It felt strange to have them protruding from his chest.

Tim stood, turned, and she slipped the short robe on him. It barely covered his ass. He looked at her face as she tied the robe closed, standing in front of him. He looked down at the bumps in the robe.

"They’re the perfect size for your build. It looks like you’ll need to wear a ‘B’ cup." Nancy got a kick out of the look on his face. Tim looked good in the robe. It was unbelievable how much he looked like a girl.

"They’re not going to get any bigger, are they?" Tim didn’t want them to. "No, they shouldn’t. It’s been almost eighteen hours, and they should have stopped growing after about fifteen."

Tim was thrilled with the way they looked. Two weeks, he thought to himself. I could enjoy this for two weeks.

Nancy stayed in the bathroom while he showered. As he washed his hair, he noticed his earrings. He asked Nancy from behind the curtain, "Who pierced my other ear?" Nancy wondered if that bothered him. She couldn’t see his face. She answered slowly.

"Sue did that last night when she noticed you already had one ear pierced. Don’t worry, it will close as soon as you stop wearing an earring in it. A little makeup will cover it while it heals."

He knew it would close up in time, and he was actually glad Sue had done it. If they had said they wanted to do it today, he might have been afraid, but now that it was done, he was glad she had. Now he could wear the kind of earrings he always wanted to. The styles available in the clip-ons were so limited.

There was a knock on the bathroom door. "Can I come in?" It was Sue and Tim’s first thought was NO. He was still toweling off; he was naked. He looked at Nancy and realized by the look on her face that he was wrong about being shy. He remembered what she had said in the bedroom. "Sure, Sue." Sue was careful not to look him over too much, but not commenting on his breasts would have been taking it too far.

"God, they look even better than I thought they would." They really did.

Pam and Patty, standing in the open door, agreed.

Patty even commented, "They look better than mine." She pulled up her short T-shirt and exposed her little breasts. Patty could go without a bra easily, as she was nearly flat-chested. They had discussed this last night. "If we’re going to convince him that we’re sincere and we really want to feminize him, then we’re going to have to treat him like one of us. That’s going to take some effort on our part."

Tim was a little surprised at what Patty did, but it did help him to feel a little more comfortable. It made the sincerity they professed more believable. With her best, disarming smile, Sue suggested, "I’ll help you with your hair, Tina." He hadn’t paid any attention to the girl, Gina, yesterday, and he really had no idea how to do it himself. "Thanks, Sue."

She was very patient with him. She sat him down at his desk and showed him, step by step, what to do. The others got comfortable on the bed. It took him a while to get it right. They made small talk as he worked on his hair. When Sue was done teaching him to tease it, he looked as good as he had last night, and now he could do it himself. He looked in the mirror and saw the look on Sue’s face. She had really enjoyed helping him.

She had, but for her own reasons.

Patty slipped off the bed. "Why don’t you go ahead and start putting on your makeup, Tina? I’ll give you a few hints as you go." This was her area of expertise.

Tim started to apply his makeup as he had a hundred times in the past. He’d had only magazines to learn from.

Patty stopped him occasionally and showed him a different way to do things. She suggested different colors he might try and explained why less makeup sometimes made a girl look better than more.

When they were finished, he turned to Patty. He wanted her final approval. Patty couldn’t believe that a boy could have a face like his. He didn’t need much eyeshadow to make his brown eyes look bigger or mascara to make his thick, full lashes longer. Unlike most boys, he had great eyes. With his brows shaped, he had beautiful eyes that any girl would be proud of.

His nose was small and slender. It turned up just slightly at the end. The only way she could describe it was petite. His cheekbones stood out on his slender face. He needed only a little blush to highlight them.

His mouth was probably his most amazing feature, considering he was a boy. He had what Patty called sweetheart lips. Perfectly shaped and full in all the right places. They were so well defined that he didn’t even need to use a lipliner.

Even his chin was perfect. His face narrowed gracefully from his cheeks down to his narrow, rounded chin.

He needed the foundation to help even out his complexion, but not for much longer. Patty knew the hormones would close the larger pores, and he would have much clearer, smoother skin soon.

"Tina, you look really great."

Tim had been more than willing to learn from her, and she was right. Although the changes were subtle, he really liked what she did to him. His smile was warm and real. "Thanks, Patty." She gave him a little peck on the cheek and said sweetly, "It was my pleasure, Tina." It really was difficult to think of him as a boy now.

The little show of affection meant a lot to him. He was sure she was sincere. She was spontaneous, and he really liked that. He wasn’t sure if he could learn to be like her, but he hoped he could.

Pam was ready for her part. "Let’s get you dressed now, Tina." She went to the living room and got the things she had laid out while the others were busy with him. He was going to get used to feeling pretty and feminine in the clothes she was going to pick out for him.

His own taste in clothes was actually quite good, but with the shape he had now, he could wear any of the things they brought for him, too. Even if she had to trick him into spending some more money on himself, she was going to make sure he felt sexy and sensual at all times. Pam held up a lacy bra for him. "You like this a lot better than those heavy things you used to have to wear, and it will make you feel pretty just wearing it." Pretty underwear always made her feel that way; it was sure to work for him, too.

They were all standing around the bedroom, but Tim just dropped the robe on the bed anyway.

Nancy, who was standing close by, said, "Good girl, you’re getting the idea."

The others knew what she was talking about but just exchanged approving glances.

Tim saw the exchange of looks and interpreted it correctly. It boosted his confidence. Pam was right. It was a very pretty bra, and when he put it on, he felt what she meant. Not only did it look pretty, but it felt wonderful against his skin. He liked the feel of the material as it supported his breasts. Wearing this new bra didn’t even vaguely remind him of the falsies he had been wearing.

How strange, the perky mounds of flesh felt on his chest. It was thrilling, in a way, to experience what women take for granted. Tim definitely had mixed emotions about what they’d done to him.

Next, Pam handed him a pair of string bikinis. Yesterday, he couldn’t have worn them. They would have been too tiny and flimsy to hide his male assets, but today they looked and felt perfectly comfortable. He felt wonderful in them.

The others were all in shorts, so he didn’t feel out of place when Pam handed him a pair of lightweight, red nylon shorts and a loose-fitting purple crop top. He liked the idea that he could now wear anything he wanted to.

"Pam, Tina can’t wear those," Nancy spoke up.

Tim hadn’t put the shorts on yet and stopped to look at Nancy. He wondered what was wrong.

Pam didn’t like the idea of one of her girls disagreeing with her. "Why can’t she?" "Look at her tan lines." Nancy had been the only one who noticed. He had always worn boys’ trunks to the beach, and the shorts would never cover the lines. "God, you’re right. I’m sorry, Nancy." Pam should have noticed. Pam went into his dresser and brought out the pair of white bicycle pants he had bought himself only yesterday.

Tim was just as happy with them and quickly slipped them on. He had always had a good shape, especially from the waist down., The girl who looked back at him from the mirror looked terrific in the outfit.

"Tina, we have to do something about your tan." Nancy had an idea. Let's take Tina to the spa. It’s just about dinner time, and we should be able to get into a tanning booth easily."

"Once she’s got some color on that pale skin of hers, we can use tanning oil to even it out."

Pam was confident that it would even out his tan. "We’ll finish the job tonight." "That brings up something else." Nancy was sure he’d be delighted with this idea. "Tina, we’re all staying at Patty’s house this week while her parents are aw,a y and we want you to come and stay with us." It was the perfect way to make sure he didn’t slip back into old ways or have the opportunity to change his mind.

"But all my stuff is here." He wanted to be able to wear the things he had bought for himself.

Besides, staying with them sounded a little scary.

"Don’t worry, we’ll bring everything with us. Including the things we all brought for you."

Patty told him.

"What tthegs." Tim didn’t understand. He hadn’t seen the bags in the living room.

"We collected a lot of stuff this morning that should fit you. They’re things we had extras of. Along with some of the jewelry and earrings we don’t wear anymore." Nancy was happy they could come up with so much. "It’s sort of our way of saying we’re sorry, and it will make the next two weeks more fun for you."

Tim couldn’t believe it when he saw the four large shopping bags full of clothes and accessories. "I don’t know what to say. Thank you." Now he was convinced of their sincerity. His fear was forgotten.

"It’s the least we could do," Pam remarked with false sincerity. They packed everything up. Tim had a couple of suitcases and the bags from yesterday’s shopping.

They were just about to leave when Pam asked, "Who’s got money for the tanning booth for Tina?"

"I spent the last of mine on the stuff for Tina’s hair." Said Nancy. The others were broke too.

It was Tim who spoke up. "I was supposed to pick up my pay from the store today."

"You can’t go in like that." Patty laughed.

She was right. He thought for a minute. "What if I call in and say you’re going to pick it up for me?"

"That’ll work." Patty agreed. "But that’s the last time I want to hear Tim’s voice for two weeks, Tina." Her chastising of him was kept light and humorous. "Agreed." Tina, the girl, responded.

He felt apprehensive at first when they walked out into the alley in the late afternoon sun. Tim tried to understand what he was feeling as he walked with them. Of all the emotions that filled him, freedom was the strongest. Freedom to act the way he wanted, to be the person he wanted to be. Even if it was only for a couple of weeks.