A Girl Want to Be
by: Jennifer Allison

 

Dean had been thinking about taking his own life for the last year.

The main reason for this thought was. Dean thought Mother Nature made a mistake when he was conceived. He should have been born a girl.

Dean knew he wasn't gay.

When he tried to wear his mother's clothes. He didn't get very much excitement out of it.

So Dean finds himself with the wrong gender and nothing he could really do about it. Except think about killing himself.

But he never did anything about it.

The reason Dean never went through with it. Dean didn't like the idea of killing anything including himself. He hated killing so much. He had to take a D in biology when he refused to do the frog dissection. He was normally a B+ student.

 

So we find Dean walking home from school. Taking his frustration out on a rock by kicking it.

When all of a sudden his eyes came upon a piece of paper. Without really thinking about it Dean picked up the paper and read it.

It read:

Do You Feel Like Mother Nature Made a Mistake?

Do feel like you should have been born the other sex.

Would you like to find a way to fix the mistake?

If you do.

Please look us up on the Internet at

www.Wannabe.com

Dean then read these words near the bottom of the page.

All inquiries are kept confidential.

The last line read.

If you are under 18 you must have both of your parents approval, not in writing but in person. This approval will be required if your application is approved for the next step in the process.

 

"WOW," Dean exclaimed. "This can't be true?"

Dean sprinted home.

As quickly as he could Dean got on the Internet to check out Wannabe.com.

The site required his E-mail and a secret password only known to Dean.

After entering the password this message popped up on the screen.

 

"Do you feel out of place.

Do you feel Mother Nature made a mistake?

I can help.

For those select few accepted into my program.

I can help

All I want from you right now is a 100 word or less essay explaining your situation. This essay must be completed in five minutes.

Please use the form below.

Your five minutes will start right now."

 

"I don't know what to say. For the last two years I have constantly thought of killing myself. The only reason I haven't is. I hate the killing of any living creature that much. I feel so out of place. I know I am not gay. Being a man in woman's clothes don't appeal to me. The only thing I find comforting is that one day I might save enough money for the operation. The only thing is. My hope is. My hate of killing will last that long."

 

The screen went blank. Then this message appeared. 'Your five minutes are up. Please send your message now. Please do not try to send another message. If we find out that an applicant sends in more than one application we will turn them down immediately.'

Dean did exactly what he was told. Then went on with his life. Figuring the wannabe website was someone's idea of a practical joke.

That was until Dean received an E-mail message four weeks later informing him that he had been selected for the next step in the program and instructions to followed for the next step.

The next step was a trip to a psychologist for Dean and his parents.

 

Dean decided to tell his parents that very night.

"Mom, Dad, I have something to tell you. I'll get right to point. I have a problem living in this body Mother Nature gave me. I would like to become a girl."

"WHAT!" exclaimed his dad.

Dean's mom asked. "Dean are you sure? Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Yes I do. For the last two years I have been fighting these feelings. But I am losing the battle. The thoughts of suicide keep jumping into my mind."

"Do you mean it has gone that far?" asked his dad.

"Yes! It has gone further than that." Dean then showed his parents the piece of paper he had found. Then showed them the printed copies of the out and in coming message. "This is how far it has gone."

"You mean you gave these people. People you don't know your name and address. Then sent them this essay. What were you thinking, Dean?"

"I only gave them my E-mail address.

"Your dad and I have noticed that you have been having problems. We came up with a lot of reasons. But this wasn't one of them."

"I know it is a complete shock to you. Me becoming a girl or me being dead."

"Okay, let me and your mom talk this over. We will give you our answer in the morning."

 

The next morning Dean didn't get the answer he wanted. But it also wasn't the one he dreaded.

"Your mother and I decided you can go into step two. But we won't give our final approval until the meeting with the Doctor and getting some of our questions answered."

Dean tried to change the deal.

His dad stopped dead short. "It is our way or no deal."

"I accept."

 

An appointment was made with the doctor, during the evening the day after tomorrow. The meeting took place at the doctor's home.

Dean even talked to the doctor a few minutes.

 

"Dean you know that both of your parents must be at the meeting. Both of them will have to agree to the program."

"I know. They have only agreed to meet with you at the present time. They have a few questions that need to answered and they want to know more about the program."

"I understand. Most parents I have talked about this program didn't give their final approval until after I met with them. So don't worry about them not approving of the program right away. Tell your parents the reason I hold these meetings. Is that it makes the parents and the child feel more comfortable. There is less of a chance of anybody finding out."

For the next 30 hours all Dean could think about was the meeting. It was so bad he had gotten only three hours sleep the night before.

 

At 7pm Dean and his parents arrived at the Dr. Jonesboro home. Upon entering they were ushered into his den by his wife.

After the introductions Doc J. got down to business.

"I would first want to explain to the three of you why I am part of this program." While he said this he was taking down a picture of a young man. "This was my son. If he were alive today he would have been twenty-one. But five years ago he killed himself. I am sorry to say that even being a professional I missed the signs. After the funeral I found my son's diary. Where it explained what he was going through. It is almost exactly what Dean is going through. A problem with his sexual identity but my son didn't have Dean's thing about killing.

"I sort of went downhill. I let my practice go to pieces. My marriage I almost threw out the window. That was until I found people like me going through the same thing. Then one day I was contacted by a very rich man. I mean filthy rich. He had lost is only children, a son and a daughter to the same problem. Gender Identity. With his money he decided to help other people with this problem so he set up the Wannabe Corp.

"I have been working with them for the last three years. I am back in practice and my marriage is back to normal."

"This is your story. But I would like to know how it will effect my son?" Don Blass asked.

"I don't know how Dean found that flyer. But my opinion is that I am glad he did."

"I was kicking a rock around while I was walking home one day and found it. I sent my essay in the very same day."

"Why are you glad that Dean started all this?" asked Barbara.

"Each candidate for the program writes their essay. A boy or girl. It is sent to five psychologists for evaluation. If any of the five said no Dean wouldn't be sitting here right now. For your information I wasn't one of the five. But I do have my own conclusions. Would you like to hear them?"

"Yes we do." replied both Don and Barbara.

"From what I read in the essay. I feel that Dean wouldn't be around for Christmas. His identity crisis would push his hate of killing aside one day. Dean would then kill himself."

"Is it as bad as that?"

"Yes."

"How can we stop it?"

"By letting us help. By letting us help, you'll be helping someone else at the same time."

"How?"

"Let me explain. Dean doesn't go in one door a boy then come out another door a girl.

Too many questions and problems.
"What we do is a mind transference. We transfer Dean's mind to the body of a girl. At the same time the mind of the girl is transferred to Dean. Then they go back to living their own lives. With knowledge and experience."

"You mean. We will have Dean back but with someone else's mind?"

"Yes, a girl who is having the same problem. Both of you will help her adjust to her new environment and surroundings."

"What happens lets say if Dean goes through with this and then two weeks down the line he changes his mind. Will he be stuck?"

"No. Both people involved with the switch have to agree to make the change final. They will have 30 days after the switch to decide. This way it will give each one of them a chance to see what it is really like. It will give a chance to find out what a girl goes through every month with her period."

"How much will it cost us?"

"The cost is flexible. I will have someone check your financial situation out. Then we will set a price that you can afford."

"So if I am rich. It will cost me an arm and leg."

"What is Dean's state of mind worth. There is a set price that we don't go over. You'll be surprised how low it is. Besides I won't cash the check until the switch is finalized."

Turning towards Dean. "Dean, you have been very quiet. Is there anything you would like to ask?"

"I have been listening to the rest of you. I have one very important question. If everything goes the way it is supposed too. When will the transference take place?"

"I really can't tell you the exact date. You see we do this only once a year. We usually have 50 boys and 50 girls. So when we have 100 of you ready to go we then set a date. Then start the ball rolling getting everything in place.

"That could be an awful long time."

"Not really. If everything works with you you'll be the 45th boy. I heard they have more girls already signed up."

Sounding like he already accepted the situation Don asked, "So does it work. I don't mean all the technical stuff. I mean what will Dean have to do?

"Dean will be given a week's notice. We usually do the work on a Saturday. So depending how far Dean will have to travel he will be given a bus or a plane ticket, for the Friday before. The new Dean will return on Sunday.

"I am sorry to say there is a chance that there will be no transference. We don't give a 100% guarantee. Dean might not find the right girl or none of the girls pick him. If this happens Dean will be added to next year's list. Over the three years I have been involved with the program there has been only one rejection. The boy got so excited. His face broke out in a very bad case of acne. The next year both the boy and the girl were switched."

Having resigned to the fact that their son would soon become a girl. The Bass's spent the next hour asking questions.

 

Four weeks later Dean received a very important phone call.

"Dean, it is all set for Saturday next week. I will need the check by Wednesday of next week."

When Don heard the cost. He was very surprised. "It is going to cost me less than I thought it would. We do have the money available. We just won't be going on vacation this year."

To show Dean his acceptance without telling his son Don Bass took off from work to make an office visit with Doc J. The next day. Where after turning over his check he received an envelope in return.

"Dean's bus tickets and all the information is there. Including an emergency number just in case Dean misses the connection."

That night at supper Dean found this envelope on his plate.

Hugs and kisses all around.

 

Now the wait was on.

You know the wait you had when you were a kid right before Christmas time.

This was what Dean was going through but at least fifty times worse.

Finally the day arrived.

As the Basses were saying goodbye to their son for son for the last time a lot of tear flowed.

"Dean I hope everything turns out the way you want them. If things don't turn out there is a place here for you."

"I know. I won't forget you, regardless of where I am, and who I am. Just remember you'll have two Deans now. There will be a part of you with every child I will bear."

This conversation was then cut short with the announced loading of Dean's bus. A milk run with multiple stops. So the Basses didn't know where Dean was going. Dean didn't know until after he sat down and looked at his ticket, as per his instructions.

An eight hour bus ride was awaiting Dean.

 

 

An hour into the trip while making a trip to the restroom Dean passed someone he knew, Mike. Who was sound asleep. What shocked him a little more was the envelope with the Wannabe Logo on it, lying next to Mike.

Dean stopped and sat next to Mike without waking him.

Dean was having a problem. He couldn't believe Mike had the same problem he had. Where Dean was a shy inward person who stuck to himself; Mike was an outgoing sports minded person who enjoyed being around others. He even had a girlfriend.

A look of surprise came over Mike's face when he awoke and found Dean sitting next to him. "Dean what are you doing here?" Asked Mike.

"The same thing you are," said Dean holding up his Wannabe envelope.

"I bet you think it is strange someone like me would have this gender problem. But I do. You see I felt there was something wrong with me for a long time. Until one day, after six sessions with a psychologist, he figured out my problem. He then told me about the Wannabe Corp. I have been waiting nine months for the program to fill. How about you?

"I didn't need a shrink to tell me my problems too. I figured it out myself. I found a piece of paper with information about the Wannabe Corp. and then sent in my essay. That started the ball rolling. That was ten weeks ago."

The two of them sat and talked for the next couple hours. At every stop each one of them wondered if another Wannabe was coming aboard.

After eight hours Dean and Mike arrived at their destination. In the terminal was a man holding a sign with the Wannabe Logo on it.

As they angled towards it they noticed a girl beating them to the sign holder. Who was directed to a set of chairs and sat down.

Looking at the girl Mike said. "If that is a sample of what we got to choose from, not bad."

Then Dean and Mike went over.

"I am 4391," Mike announced.

"And I am 4392," announced Dean. They had been advised not use their names. Just the numbers they had been given.

"Good, everybody is here." Beckoning towards the chairs. Three girls and another boy came over.

"My name is Parsons. I am just the driver. I know what is going on but I am not allowed to talk about it. One thing for your information Wannabe tries not to switch people who have already met. So unless it is the last resort the six of you will not be allowed to be switch with each other."

After stopping at McDonald's for supper. The six wannabes then spent another hour driving out to Wannabe's.

First time since his welcoming speech Mr. Parson announced. "The girl wannabes to the right through the pink door and the boy wannabes to the left through the blue door. Then go down the hallway until you come to the door with your assigned number on it. There will be two people to the room. You will not be able to change roommates. You'll be stuck with the one assigned. There will be written instructions in your rooms."

With this Mr. Parson left the six wannabes standing there.

 

Dean and Mike did as they were told. It turned out that Dean and Mike were roommates.

The instructions were few and they got to the point.

 

"You are responsible for the cleanliness of your room.

You may watch TV until lights out, at 11:00 p.m.

. But the TV is set for channels suitable for a girl.

Wake up call will at 7 a.m.

A cold breakfast will be provided in the morning.

You will not leave your room until you are told otherwise. Anybody caught outside the room will void their contract.

The switching process will start at 8 a.m. It will continue until everybody has had a chance.

Anymore instructions will be announced over the loudspeaker.

 

*We know that most will not be able to sleep tonight, due to the excitement about tomorrow. Please try to sleep."

 

Dean couldn't believe it. He thought he wouldn't be able to sleep, but he was asleep with in ten minutes of lights out.

At 7 a.m. a very loud noise was heard. Then these words. "WAKE UP!"

Two bowls of breakfast cereal and a class of milk were found on a TV tray.

 

At 8 a.m. the loudspeaker came on.

"Here is the way this works.

"I will call ten boy wannabes. They will join each other in a lighted room. Then I will call 2 girl wannabes. The two will make their picks from the ten. When they have made their choice the two will talk for no more than ten minutes. Then they will ask if they agree to the switch. If they do they will take the next step in the process. If they don't the girl wannabe will return to their room. The boy wannabe will rejoin the eight. Then I will call out the next set of wannabes."

"The next step will be the switch itself.

"Now comes the part most of the wannabes hate. One of the things you'll need to find out about during the 30 day trail period is SEX. So without causing trouble down the line we insist on this.

"Right after you have switched. You must have sex with your old body. I don't mean a little hanky panky. I mean sexual intercourse."

"If anybody has a problem with this. I will give all of you ten minutes to think it over. If you can't take that final step you'll be sent home.

"For those who agree with the final step. I want the girl wannabe to strip down to their underpants. For the boy wannabe I want you to strip down to the teddy you were told to bring."

It took less than twenty seconds for Dean and Mike to strip down to their underpants.

Ten minutes later.

"I have some good news. No one has decided to leave."

 

"Would the following numbers #4381, #4382. Please come to the monitor room. Go to the door you entered last night instead of turning right turn left. Go through the double doors at the end of hallway."

A half hour later the next two numbers were called.

Dean and Mike waited for almost three hours until their numbers were called.

"I am so nervous I can hardly stand it." said Mike. "What kind of girl are you going to pick, Dean?"

"I don't know. I thought it would the other way around."

They walked through the double doors to another long hallway with only one door at the end.

When they entered the next door they found a room 15 feet by 40. At one end were two TV monitors with keyboards attached.

"Please sit down and turn on the monitor in front of you. On the view screen you will see the ten boy wannabes. Using the mouse you will able to control the camera. Using the wheel on the mouse you will be able to zoom in and take a closer look. Take your time. This is a very important decision. All we ask is that you remember that there are others waiting behind you. When you have made your selection please enter the number on the tag each of the boy wannabes is wearing. Once a selection is made the she is no longer available to the other person.

Dean found all ten of the choices very attractive. On a 1 to 10 scale they were almost all in the 8 to 9 range. Dean looked at all in the group then individually. Three minutes into this process. A message appeared on the screen. '#19 is no longer available.' Taking another look at 19. Dean knew why Mike picked her. Mike had always been a breast man. #19's teddy barely held her breasts in. "They must be at least 38EEE." Dean said to himself.

Continuing his looking Dean's eye caught on someone in the back of the room. She wasn't the most beautiful; she didn't have the biggest breasts or the best body. But Dean did like what she did have. Dean kept on looking but he always seemed to be coming back to this special one.

Dean finally made his choice. His special one.

 

Inside the room all the wannabes were staring at the lighted number counter above the doors. Knowing that two selections were about to be made.

Then there were eight disappointed faces. #19 then said. "I told you I wouldn't be in here very long."

Jennifer didn't even look up at the numbers. Looking at the others when she entered the room she thought it would a very long day and she wouldn't be selected until the very end. It came as a shock of surprise when someone said. "Hey 39 your number has been posted,"

A look of surprise came across Jennifer's face. "I've been picked."

One of the others commented. "Why was she picked and I wasn't. I am far more beautiful, with a perfect body. Why her?"

 

As Jennifer and Melinda proceeded through the assigned door their minds were racing. Who was on the other side? What did he look like? Will I like what I see?

Neither one of them were disappointed on what they found.

Dean wasn't handsome like Brad Pitt or George Clooney but more like Tom Selleck. A nice rugged face. Mike looked more like Brad and George.

"You now have ten minutes to make up your minds. You can decide earlier, but we set the time limit for a decision."

"Hi my name is Dean."

"Mine is Jennifer. I do have a question I would like to ask. Why did you pick me. I know there are quite a few more beautiful girls to choose from."

"I looked all ten of you over. One by one, I didn't eliminate anyone. Then Mike made his selection. When I first looked at you I felt something. I would go and look at someone else but I would come back and compare her to you. I finally decided to quit stalling. I knew whom I wanted and I made my pick. I hope you aren't disappointed with me."

"I am not disappointed. I am surprised that I was picked so early. I figured I would be among the last to be picked."

Dean and Jennifer spent the few minutes going over some of their life's details.

"Ten minutes are up. Decision time. 4391?"

"Yes!"

"19?"

"Yes!"

"4392?"

"Yes!"

"39?"

"Yes! Definitely yes!"

 

"If you go down to the other end room you'll see five doors. Each couple please enter a door with number on it. Then step into the chamber and then close the door."

Dean did what his told. As soon as he shut the door to the chamber Dean felt it start to spin. Faster and faster and faster. Finally Dean felt like it stopped spinning for a minute then start up full speed again. It felt like coming to a complete stop and back up to 65 mph again. As it started slowing Dean felt different. As the chamber stopped Dean looked down and he now had cleavage and he was now wearing a teddy. He then bent over further to take look at the crotch. He found only flat smooth area. When he reached down and felt the area. Dean could feel the pubic hairs and a vagina.

"IT WORKED!" Dean shouted, with his old manly voice.

"The switch has been completed you may come out."

As the four left their room. "I bet you are wondering why your voices haven't changed. The reason for that is. Your voices won't change until you have sexual intercourse.

"There is no time limit for how long you can spend with each other now. There is also no limit on what you can do with each other. Now enter the fifth door. You'll now find a hallway with rows of doors. These doors will open to a room with a bed in it. Take your time and enjoy yourselves."

Dean did notice something. Mike was having some trouble adjusting. His center of balance was out of whack.

"Don't worry Melinda you'll get used to your big breasts," said the new Mike.

Dean was having fun trying to adjust to the feeling of the teddy rubbing against his new breasts.

The new Mike and Dean found out they had a hard problem. They had hard ons just looking at their old bodies.

"I thought we would have more control of it," said Jennifer.

"You won't. You might look at girl in a mini skirt right before gym class. Everybody will notice it when you're getting dressed for gym. Right now it is just ready for the fun and games we are going to enjoy in a few moments."

As they enter the fifth door. One of the bedroom doors opened and a couple walked out. The boy was from the bus station from the night before. There was nod of recognition between the girls.

 

Dean and Jennifer found an unoccupied room. Mike and Melinda took the one next door.

"How do we want to handle this. Since we are both still virgins?" the new Dean asked.

"Let's start easy and go from there. They said we don't have to rush this."

Dean then bent over and kissed his old face.

As they tumbled onto the bed. Four hands started roaming over the bodies. As Jennifer started rubbing Dean's breasts Dean couldn't believe the pleasure he was receiving. Wanting to return the feeling Dean started rubbing Jennifer's penis through his briefs. After a minute or two of this Jennifer's hands moved the straps of Dean's teddy so her breasts were fully exposed. As Jennifer broke the kiss he moved down to start sucking on Dean's breast. While she was doing this his hand was rubbing Dean's vagina through the teddy.

Stopping his sucking a second. "You must be really enjoying yourself."

"I am." Dean moaned. "Let me make you feel so good."

"What do you have in mind."

"Move over to the side of the bed and I'll show you." Dean then got up and removed his teddy. "It sort of looks different from the other side doesn't it? Now stand up and remove your shorts."

As Jennifer removed his briefs Dean fell to her knees. Dean then bent forward with an open mouth and took Jennifer's cock in her mouth. Dean started the sucking and licking, up and down went her head. While Dean was doing this Jennifer was lying flat on his back moaning with pleasure.

"I am coming." Jennifer then squirted a full load of cum into Dean's mouth

Dean gulping it down. When there was a little left Dean looked up and smiled at Jennifer, showing her cum covered teeth. Dean then stood up and kissed Jennifer. Letting Jennifer enjoy the taste of his own cum.

"Now it is my turn to make you feel good."

All of sudden they heard Mike say in the other room. "Come on make a good girl out of me. Come on do it."

Then silence for a few seconds then. Melinda could be heard moaning. "Come on push it in deeper. I want as much of that cock as can fit inside me."

"I guess Mike and Melinda took the final step."

"Now it is time for me to please you." With that Jennifer buried his face in Dean's pussy.

After a few minutes of intense pleasure for Dean Jennifer looked up.

"Your face is a mess."

"Yes it is. Who do you think caused it?"

"I am. I guess I better clean you up." Dean then started licking Jennifer's face.

"I think it is time for us to take the final step." said Jennifer staring down at his rock hard penis.

"Now come here and show me what kind of man you'll be." Dean then laid back on the bed and spread his legs.

Without hesitation Jennifer positioned herself for the penetration. Dean could feel the tip of Jennifer's penis. Then without another word Jennifer entered Dean. Dean felt pain then pleasure.

"OH that feels so good," Dean realized that his voice had changed.

Dean or should we say Jennifer had three orgasms before Dean shouted. "I am coming!" Then shot his baby seed into Jennifer's womb.

As they laid there. Dean and Jennifer discussed what to do next.

"I think we are done in here." said the new Dean.

"We could fool around some more, but what I want to do is, start my new life. We have thirty days to decide to stay the way we are or change back. I want as much as that thirty days as I can.

"One thing I want to do is say goodbye to my folks for the last time."

"Same here. I want to say goodbye to my mom."

 

After they both dressed they left the bedroom.

They asked in a nice calm voice.

"Can anybody hear us?"

"Yes, there is a phone down at the end of the hall. We weren't listening. Most of the wannabes want to make a phone call. You are allowed one call each without charge."

"We'll call your folks first Jennifer. I am a man now, so I need to act like one. So ladies first."

"Hello mom, there is someone here that would like to talk to you." Dean handed Jennifer the phone.

"Mom, this is Dean. Or should I say Jennifer."

"So you went and done it."

"Yes, we just completed the last step. We both decided to call our parents and say goodbye. I hope you don't mind."

"I am glad you did. Your dad stepped out for a few. He is going to be sorry he did.

"I do have one question. Are you going to happy now?"

"Yes I am. I couldn't have made a better choice. I also know that Jennifer will need all the help he can from you and dad. As I will from his mom."

"So Jennifer is your new name. It is very nice. I know that you can't tell me about your new life. But your dad and myself want you to remember this. We love you and always will."

"Mom I want to tell you something and it comes straight from my heart. If on the day I was born I could choose any parents I wanted. I would tell them I wouldn't exchange you and dad for anybody else. The only thing I would change was my sex.

"I need to go. We still have to call my new mom. And there are others who want to use the phone."

"Dean! I LOVE YOU!!!!!!"

"I love you mom. I won't forget you."

 

Thirty days later Dean and Jennifer made the change permanent.

Four years later Dean and Jennifer ran across each other while attending college. They soon found about an unknown side effect of their change.

They fell deeply in love with each other.

Three months after this meeting Dean and Jennifer were married.

Eighteen months later Jennifer delivered twins a boy and a girl.

 

 

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