This choice: ...are comfortable, regardless if it's girly or kind of boyish. • Go Back...Chapter #5What sort of girl will you be? by: Firestorm   "Honestly," says Tom, "I like girls who prefer to be comfortable, who don't care if they're kinda girly or kinda boyish. I like long hair, but I don't really care for makeup or heels." You sigh. That's...something, at least.
The girls chuckle. "Alright, that's fine," says Jo. "Now we don't have the necessary stuff here, so I think we should meet at my house tonight to change Tony."
Your group tells the teacher about the project. You're hoping she'll reject it so you can do something else, but no such luck. "That's a wonderful idea!" she says. "Don't worry, I'll handle the paperwork and everything with the school, and I'll notify your parents. I may even be able to get something to make it more authentic."
When you get to Jo's house, you see that you're the last to arrive, and Jo quickly drags you to her room. "Alright," says Sam, "the teacher called me earlier. We'll be getting a bunch of stuff to make this more realistic, but most of it won't get here until tomorrow, so that's when we'll do most of the changing. Tonight'll just be the preliminaries." She produces a small bottle of dark red liquid. "This did arrive today, though."
You look at the bottle. "What is this?" you ask. "And what stuff are you talking about?"
"You'll see the other stuff tomorrow," says Sam. "Way I understand it is, the teacher got approval from your parents and got you into a few trials to get this stuff. It's all reversible...eventually." she measures a small amount of the liquid into a small cup and holds it out. "This is for your voice."
You don't want to take that, and you say so. Tammy sighs. "Look, this'll be much easier if you cooperate. We could hold you down and force you, but we don't want to do that. If you don't cooperate, we'll tell the teacher and you'll be in big trouble."
You sigh, then take the cup and drink the liquid. It tastes bitter, and you cough. You try to speak, but it just comes out as a high squeak. "Give it a minute to settle," says Sam. You glare at them angrily.
Jo hands you some panties and a bra, and instructs you to change into them. Reluctantly, you strip down, then pull on the panties and get the bra on after a bit of struggle. Tammy quickly takes your boy clothes and puts them aside. Sam produces a pair of small squishy balls, probably stress balls, and inserts them into the cups of the bra. "That's just for now, until we get something better," she says.
The girls then take you to the bathroom, where they wash your hair and comb it into a softer, more feminine style, saying that this'll make do until your hair gets longer. Tammy considers the makeup, but decides against it, remembering that Tom said he didn't like it. Looking in the mirror, you see you already look rather androgynous.
They bring you back to the bedroom, where Tom is now waiting, leaning against the wall. Jo passes you a long pale blue dress. "I know Tom said to put comfort first, so we made sure to get nice comfortable clothes. There are some pants, but you should at least start with a dress."
"Well, he -I mean she- is coming along nicely," says Jo.
"That's right," Tammy says. "We need to refer to him as a female. And name her, too."
"Shouldn't-" you stop, flinching at the soft feminine sound of your voice. Seems the stuff they had you take is working. "Shouldn't I pick my name?"
"No, because nobody names themselves," says Sam. She talks with the other girls for minute or two, then turns back to you. "Okay, you're now Amy. Your middle name is Laura, and you keep your last name."
"Don't I get to decide anything?" you complain.
The girls look at each other. "Sure," says Sam. "You decide your interests and such outside of the relationship, and since you're the girlfriend you can pick what to do on dates - though you do have to accept them."
Jo adds, "And since Tom got to say what he likes in a girlfriend you get to say what you'd want in a boyfriend."
You grumble: "If I were a real girl and not a fake one, I'd want someone who's smart and nice, but treats me like a person, not a 'lady'."
"S'fine," says Tom, nodding.
Tammy smiles and pushes over a suitcase. "In here will be your clothes for this year. We'll keep your old stuff safe." She then hands you a small black purse. "Your wallet, phone, keys, and other stuff's in here. Don't lose it." You take the purse hesitantly and hang it on your shoulder. "Now Tom's going to walk you home," she says pointedly.
And he does. He even carries the suitcase of girls' clothes for you. When you get home, your mom greets you enthusiastically with a hug. "This is gonna be so fun!" she says. "You make a great girl!" You just grumble and head upstairs to your room. When you get there, your room is the same, but all your old male clothes are missing. You rush back down and complain about that, but your mother just shakes her head. "The best method for this experiment is to immerse yourself. You can't be half-girl, half-boy. You have to be a girl all the time. We've put all your old clothes in storage. Don't worry, we won't do anything that can't be reversed - unless you want to."
You ignore that last bit and go back upstairs. You're tired and you want to go to sleep.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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