The Community

by

Paul G. Jutras

 

Paul had trouble fitting in with his family. He knew he was different since he was born. His mom was glad that her husband was dead so he could not to see how his son dressed. Once they accepted his long hair at school and what he wore at home things became a little boring. Having mom return from work to find Paul on the couch doing his toe nails was how it was like as long as Paul could remember.

Then one day his life would change completely. He was pushing a cart filled with sacks of garbage around the outside of the store to the dumpster out back when a motor cycle gang pulled up.

"What have we here, a freak?" The guy asked as he looked at Paul's long hair and face make up. Paul tried to ignore the guy and continued to head to the dumpster when his gang got in front of him. "Where do you think you're going, fag?"

"What's going on here?" said Jerry, The store's floor manager asked as he arrived for work and got out of his car.

"None of you business square," The gang leader said. "This is between the little sissy and us."

Trying to think quickly, Paul notice what looked like a soda can inside of the garbage bag. Paul quickly pulled it out; aimed it at the gang leader, and shook it up. As he pop it open he, cut his finger while the spray headed for the bikers. The leader quickly ducked as a female biker began to laugh at what she expected to be a funny sight. Funny that is, until she got the spray in the face and swallowed most of it.

"No!" Jerry screamed as the woman dropped to her knees and began to chock. The rest of the gang got on their bikes and burned rubber out of the parking lot. "That wasn't a soda, it was a case of the community's lab's experiments that got ship to the store by mistake. The head of the community told us to get rid of it before it harmed anyone."

"What are we going to do?" Paul asked.

"You run home and enjoy your Christmas presents," Jerry said as he picked the woman up in his arms. "I've got to take this woman to that private community at the edge of town so their scientist can make sure she's alright."

"Okay," Paul said as he began to scratch the back of the hand with the finger cut. He went to punch out at the time clock then headed home with a sick feeling to his stomach. He hoped he wasn't coming down with anything.

"You're home early," Paul's mother said as she came out of the kitchen where she was fixing finger sandwiches and devil eggs. She went under the Christmas tree and pulled out the big box with blue wrappings and Disney characters on it. "I want you to open this one before the guests arrive for our little party."

"Okay," Paul said as he got on his knees. As he took off the wrappings, it seemed to him that his hands looked more delicate and feminine. Ignoring the itch, he opened the box and found an outfit inside. Soon Paul was changed into a blue and green colorful blouse with a light green blazer, skirt and white open toe heels.

"You okay?" His mom asked as he came out of his room after changing.

"I've worn the same size shoes for years, but now this pair seems big for me." Paul said as he sat on the couch with his legs crossed and tired some crackers and cheese.

"Nonsense, people's feet don't shrink." His mom assured Paul. "They must have marked the shoes the wrong size at the store or anything."

"I guess." Paul smiled as he checked his make up in his compact mirror upon the hearing of the door bell.

"George and Sabrina, glad you could join us." Paul said as he looked at her bare midriff tank top, blue jeans and matching sneakers. "I love you outfit, girlfriend."

"Thanks." Sabrina said as they got together in the living room. The party snacks in the middle of them for the group to help themselves. "I just love your new outfit," she paused. "Have you lost weight because you look smaller?"

"Must be the new diet I'm trying." Paul said please with the idea he looked smaller. He had always wished to be a petite girl like his mother rather than having a quarterback body frame like he had seem his father have in photos.

"This is for you." Sabrina said as Paul opened his first Christmas gift and found a game of checkers. "Got to exercise your mind as well as body."

"Speaking of body, this is from me to you," said George as Paul opened the second gift to find it to be one of those big Christmas cans filled with popcorn.

"This will go straight to my hips," Paul thought but smiled at his friend without a word out loud.

"This is for you George," Paul said as George opened his gift and got a new bird house for his collection. Sabrina enjoyed her gift certificate for a month's membership at Curves fitness center.

As the gifts continued to open and everyone snacked on devil eggs and finger sandwiches, smiles were all around. George and Sabrina gave Paul's mom a cat shape picture frame and towels with cats on them. Paul gave his mother a gift certificate to her favorite restraint to eat at.

That was when a sudden knock came at the door. Knowing all the guests were already at the party; Paul checked curious to see who it was. "Hello?"

"I'm Ms. Duller, the president of the community." A feminine voice came from the other side. "I'm here to talk about what happened at the store you work at today."

"Come in," Paul said as he opened the door to a brown haired woman in a lovely yellow dress with white frills and matching heels. She took one look at Paul and smiled as she sat down and took a finger sandwich.

"How was that female biker?" Paul asked curiously. "I honestly thought I was splashing her with soda not blinding her with dangerous chemicals."

"I know." Ms. Duller said cheerfully. "No charges are being brought against you or anything. The chemicals we can't duplicate turned out to be the ultimate sex change formula. Her major dose has turned her body into a fully functional male one within a matter of hours."

"The poor dear," Paul said sadly.

"You're the real reason I'm here." Ms. Duller said as she held his delicate hand and showed the cut in his finger. "The formula got into your system and is turning you into a fully functional female. Only more slowly than the other one."

"Sounds like a dream come true for you, son." Paul's mother said she saw her son adjusting his high heel shoe. "Maybe your feet has gotten smaller after all."

"Anyway, we're offtering you new daughter a place in the community," Said Ms. Duller as she held a contract. "Of course, she will have to sign her willingness to obey the rules of the community."

"I've heard that you've separated yourself from the country and formed your own laws that you follow." Paul's mother said. "I'd miss him, but if he's accepted as something other than a freak in your community that I'll leave the choice for happiness up to him."

"Okay," Paul said as he signed the contract.

"You're current wardrobe won't fit once your body is completed so we'll provide you with a new one once your measurements are know." Ms. Duller said as she finished the party with them. Both Ms. Duller and Paul left together after the party.

Paul spent the rest of the week in solitary while his body finished its transformation. After which, Paula found herself in a school class room with only one other student. "I'm Mrs. Murphy and I want to see how you've two have cope with your bodies changes." She said as Paula knew that the large guy must have once been the bike woman. With his new suite and tie instead of biker outfit; Paula would never of guess if they weren't the only ones there.

"Let's see how you mastered putting on pantyhose." Mrs. Murphy said as she stood before him in slacks, a white turtle neck and matching white heels that left her nylon cover toes. "Don't worry about being in the same room with him. The community has decided that the two of you are best to be married to one another. If the tests we made during your days in solitary show, the chemicals in your systems together should allow your off spring to choose his/her own gender at will. With a sample the kids blood when Paula has one we can make a formula where everyone on earth can be which ever sex they want to be."

"Sound great." Paula said as she saw pencil case on the side of her desk with a pair of nude hose in them. Taking her pants off, Paula slipped on the hose with no problem. She had always wanted to be a wife and mother ever since she was a kid and now it was a dream that was coming true.

"Of course since the formula has reduced you from 15 to 13 years old it will be a couple of years before you can legally get married." Mrs. Murphy said with a smile as Paula started to reach for her pants. "It will give you two a chance to get to know each other and your new bodies till you're old enough. Oh, and Paula. The community thinks this skirt would look better with you wearing nylons with that top."

"That fine with me." Paula said as she slipped on the lovely skirt while Mrs. Murphy tested how Paula's currently 14 year old future husband as handled with face shaving.

"Why don't you two go out a play," said Mrs. Murphy. "My husband and I will act as you legal guardians in the community until you're old enough to marry. "We know Kirk; formally Kim, doesn't have any living family. Paula's mother; however, is free to visit her daughter anytime she wants."

Paula slipped some knee pads over her nylon encase legs as well as a helmet, and elbow pads before her roller skates. The new Kirk; who hated being treated as the weaker sex by his former boyfriend when he was Kim, also got his roller skates on. The two headed off to skate in the park hand in hand with a future of married happiness ahead for them.

 

THE END

  

  

  

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