Fantasy Life

by Jennifer White

 

Chapter 1: Discovery

Seth was never like the other boys. When they were all rough and tumble on the playground, getting dirty and getting into fights, he wanted to play nice. In fact, he found that he preferred the activities that the girls were doing: playing hopscotch, talking, teasing each other, and making fun of the boys. For doing this he got called a "sissy", and a lot worse.

Because of this, Seth had few male friends as he went through school. He had lots of friends who were girls, but not someone that you could call a 'girlfriend'. He became very shy and withdrawn, constantly teased by the other boys, who quickly figured out that no matter what they did to him, he wasn't going to fight back or stand up for himself. So he was constantly in trouble, as the target of their taunting.

This made him hate the boys all the more, and feel closer to the girls. He never thought about what this meant, and it took some time for him to discover something about himself. It all happened one day when his mother had the wash in the dryer, and asked him to take it out when it was done.

The buzzer went off, and Seth went to the dryer. He took the hot, white clothes from there, and put them into the laundry basket. He decided to be nice, and fold the clothes up, then put them in the right bedroom. While he was folding the underwear and his plain white T-shirts, he came across one of his mother's bras. As he held it, he suddenly found himself getting very aroused. He didn't know why, but he held it up in front of him, like he was going to put it on. His arousal jumped up yet another level.

Now Seth was overcome with an urge to wear it. He took it back to his room, and shut the door. He was young and excited, so he fumbled to get his own clothes off, and then he had to wrestle with the bra to get it on. It was a complex task he had never before tried, so he needed several minutes to actually get it on right. He didn't know how to adjust the straps (and didn't even realize that you had to!). But it was on. It was snug. It was tight. And it felt good.

But not as good as when he took some of the white socks he was about to pair together, and used them to stuff the bra full. Wow. His excitement rose yet another level, seeing the bra stuffed full, the cups filled out completely. He put on one of his white T-shirts, and looked in the mirror. Not only did the bra make his chest stick out in front of him like that of a girl, but you could see the outline of the white bra under the white cotton fabric of the T-shirt. This excited him all the more. It took just one touch, and he came in his pants.

 

Set was immediately overcome with a feeling of guilt and shame. It must have been wrong what he just did. If the kids at school knew, they would kill him. He hurried to get it off of himself, but he felt sad in a way once he was just back to being a plain boy again. He changed his boxers, then continued with the job of sorting and folding the laundry. He decided in the end though to keep the bra, along with one pair of white cotton panties. He hid them in a bag, in the back of his closet, where nobody would ever find them.

 

 

Chapter 2: Getting In Deeper

After his first incident, Seth would dress up whenever he knew he was alone for long enough to do it. He even wore the bra under his pajamas to bed once, but in the morning he was alarmed to see the red marks on his skin, showing it's outline. He didn't want to get caught, so he sadly decided he couldn't ever do that again.

But he did try new things. When his parents went out with friends on a Friday night, leaving him alone (he was old enough not to need a sitter anymore), he would try on more of his mother's things. He loved pantyhose so much that he kept a pair for himself. He loved how they felt when he wore a skirt or a dress, and the feeling of the skirt's soft fabric swishing against his leg.

Seth wanted to wear his mom's shoes, but his foot was already too large for them, so he had to sadly go barefooted. He even tried on some of her makeup, but then he had to take a very long shower, because he kept feeling like it was still on him. He was so scared that he'd be discovered, and get into huge trouble, so he was very careful to cover his tracks, and to leave things how he found them. Yet he always worried that his mother suspected him.

 

 

Chapter 3: Freedom

Seth went off to college, and for a few years, he had to really be careful to hide his urges. He couldn't dress up in the dorm, with a roommate. So he was only able to do it when he came home for holidays or for summer vacation. And even then, the time to be alone was rare, so he wasn't able to do it much, even then. And now he had grown out more, and his mother's clothes didn't fit him very well anymore. He was afraid to stretch them out, and that he'd get caught. So he was limited to his old bra and panties, which were getting stretched out and worn out by now.

 

When Seth finally graduated from college, he was very happy. He pretended in his mind that he was wearing girl's clothes under his robe as he walked across the stage. He wished that he had the beauty and grace of the young women who were picking up their diplomas. It was firm in his mind now. He knew. He wished that he was a woman.

Seth had dated in college, and it was a lot of fun. He even made love with his girlfriend, and that was a wonderful experience. But even as he touched her and penetrated inside her, there was on though on his mind: "I wish that I was her".

Now school was behind him, and he went out to get a job. With a good education, he was able to land a job at a small investment firm, making more money than he dreamed possible for a first job. So Seth did what any young man in his position would do: he got himself his own apartment, he bought a nice new car, and he shopped online to buy a new wardrobe for himself: dresses, skirts, bras, panties, shoes, breast forms, a wig, makeup, and all the other things he had dreamed of owning since he was young.

After work, he could go home, change into women's clothes, and then cook dinner for himself. He could go around his place dressed up, and be who he wanted to be. This made him very happy, and he did it almost every day, when time would allow.

 

 

Chapter 4: Dissatisfaction

Yet over time, Seth became somewhat dissatisfied with the experience. He wanted more. He needed more. He tried a few things, like taking herbal or soy supplements for women who need more estrogen, but he couldn't feel any effect from them. He ordered 'breast cream' over the internet, but that too didn't seem to do anything to him.

He looked at himself in the mirror, and felt disappointed. He just didn't look like a woman. He looked like a man in a dress, with a wig and bad makeup. Try as he might, he just couldn't make himself look pretty enough. He couldn't be the woman he dreamed of being.

And that was why he was excited when he saw the ad in the local 'alternative' newspaper. It was an ad for a "Transformation Clinic", which offered a service to men, who wanted to look like women.

 

Come visit the Wildflower Transformation Clinic, and unleash your feminine potential.

We have the knowledge and experience to make even the most masculine male become

the woman he has always dreamed of being. Whether this is your first time as a woman,

or if you dress up every day, the Wildflower Transformation Clinic will be an experience

that you will never forget. Come be pampered by our staff, and treated like a lady for a

day. We are professional, affordable, and of course very discrete. We have clothes,

makeup, accessories, wigs, and even women's shoes in large sizes. We are here,

waiting for you....

 

Seth was enthralled at the idea. A clinic that specialized in exactly what he was looking for! This was his chance to go somewhere that he could really learn about how to make himself look pretty. He could learn about makeup, and other things he longed to know, but was afraid to ask anyone.

He called them up, and made an appointment for Saturday. He could hardly wait.

 

 

Chapter 5: The Clinic

Seth wore his dark sunglasses and a hat as he walked into the Wildflower Transformation Clinic. He was afraid that someone might see him. He was relieved when he ducked in the door. The entrance looked like the waiting room of a doctor's office, although the decor was very flowery and feminine. He rang the bell, and waited. A few moments later, a very beautiful young woman came to the desk.

"Hello, I am Hailey. You must be Seth?"

"Yes I am" he replied.

"It is very nice to meet you Seth. Would you please fill out this form, so that we can be sure to put together a package that exactly meets your needs?"

"Sure" he replied, as she handed him a clipboard and a pen. The pen was purple, with purple ink, and a little clip-on with a pink flower. Like everything there, it was cute, frilly and feminine. Seth read the menu of choices, and started to check off the ones he wanted.

They had a full service salon, where they could do manicures, pedicures, hair styling, and laser hair removal. They also offered wigs for those who didn't have long enough hair to style into something pretty. They had makeup artists who could give you a full makeover, as well as teaching you how to do it yourself.

The Wildflower had a full line of clothes in larger sizes, so you could pick out outfits ranging from business suits for women, to casual clothes, to formal dresses, and even to wedding dresses. They also had sexy clothes for those who wanted to look hot, as well as lingerie, shoes, boots, and accessories.

Then there was the body shaping apparel. You could get the standard bras, girdles and corsets, along with things like realistic breast forms, padded panties to shape your butt, or pull-on garments that made it look like you had a woman's rounded butt, hips, and even a fake front so that you looked like a woman. This excited Seth so much that he checked off this option too.

So now his list was done: get a new wig, get fitted for breast forms and then the pull-on to cover his hips, butt and groin. Next, he would get a new outfit (and shoes), then after that, he would get a manicure and a pedicure, and get his face done professionally.

Lastly, he filled in his credit card information, after totaling up the charges. It wasn't going to be cheap, but it would be worth every cent. He would be able to walk out of there, looking like a real woman, and go home that way. He took the clipboard back to the front, and handed it to Hailey, who smiled and thanked him.

"If you'll just have a seat. We'll get everything ready for you."

He sat back, and read a copy of Marie Claire as he waited. Finally, Hailey told him to come through the door, and follow her.

"So tell me, do you shave your legs already, or do we need to prep you?"

"No" replied Seth. "I shave my legs, and underarms. I shaved my chest too today."

"Nice!" she replied. "So you're really ready."

"Oh yeah" he replied.

It was so wonderful to have someone like Hailey who he could finally talk to about this, after keeping it a secret for all these years, bottled up inside him. She wasn't judgmental or condescending, or anything. Just kind, helpful, and supportive. She continued to chat with Seth as she led him to a room in the back.

"Would you like a glass of wine?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure, why not" he replied.

"Very good. Your transformation councilor will be by very soon, and the process will begin. In the mean time, take your clothes off, and put on a robe. She will be here shortly."

Seth thanked her, and began to strip. There were pink cotton robes hanging on the wall. He put one on, and wrapped it around himself. Hailey returned with a glass of cold chardonay, which Seth sipped as he continued to read the fashion article in Marie Claire.

Finally, there was knock and the door opened. In walked a woman who was quite a knockout. She was a little older, perhaps in her forties. But she was drop dead gorgeous, and just had that air about her of someone who was self-confident, strong willed and sexy. Seth smiled, and she smiled back.

"Hello" she said. "You must be Seth."

"Nice to meet you" he said, rising from his chair.

"You may call me 'mother' " she replied.

 

 

Chapter 7: Transformation

Seth talked with 'Mother', as they went over his checklist, making sure that nothing had been forgotten. She was very kind, soft, and understanding. But her demeanor also told him that she could be strong as well. Just like a real mother, a mix of kindness and strength.

"Let's get you started" she said.

Mother took out a measuring tape, and wrote down dozens of things about Seth's body. She checked things out from head to toe. Then she walked over to the computer in the corner, to enter it all.

"We need to pick your female name" she said, "so that it is in our records. Now what would you like to be called, dear?"

"I'm not sure. I haven't really picked out a name for myself."

"Then I'll name you. I've named hundreds of girls in my time. I think that you look to me like a....Jasmine. Yes, that's it. You are now Jasmine."

"Jasmine" repeated Seth. It was a pretty name, and unexpected for him. He liked it right away.

"Now Jasmine, I'm entering all of your data into the computer. When I'm through, it will transmit an order to the warehouse, and we will get all of the things we need for you, in the proper size."

"That's great!" he replied.

"We will get you prepared, then you will go back to the spa to be pampered, and treated like a lady. Just remember: when you are here, you are a woman. There are no men here. You may see some others in your situation, but you are to treat them as you would me, Hailey, or any of the others. We are all girls here."

"I understand" said Seth. He had kind of hoped *not* to see any men there, but perhaps it could not be avoided.

"I'll ask Hailey to get you some more wine. Sit back and relax. Your supplies will be brought down in a few minutes" said Mother.

"Thank you Mother" replied Seth.

He returned to his glossy fashion magazine, reading article after article. He drained his wine glass, but Hailey, as if on cue, brought him another full one. She chatted with him for a while, reassuring him that he would have a lot of fun today.

"How do you like Mother?" she asked.

"Mother is wonderful!" replied Seth. "How long have you known her?"

"Ever since I started to work here. She is the co-owner of the place you know. She is very good at what she does. When she gets back, you're going to be able to live your fantasy."

"I can't wait" said Seth.

 

In fact, he only had to wait a few more minutes, before Mother returned with a cart full of things for him.

"Let's get you started Jasmine" she said, with a comforting smile on her face.

The first thing she had, was the pull-on garment to cover Seth around his middle. It was flesh colored, and very realistic looking.

"This is really a girdle" she explained, "but with several modifications of course. The outside is covered with a silicon gel and an outer 'skin'. You can see how it is padded in the seat and in the hips. It will be a little tight across your tummy, but it will help shape you, giving you that classic hourglass figure. And of course, in the front, between the legs, it has an anatomically correct representation of a woman. Once you put this on, you will really look like a woman."

Seth became so excited thinking about pulling it on, that he became fully hard and erect. Too erect to be able to fit into the garment as a matter of fact. Mother said that she would leave him for a while, he could either let it settle down, or he could relieve himself. Seth chose the second option, once Mother had left the room.

When she returned, he had pulled it on. It *was* tight as she said, constricting him around the middle. There were openings for his legs at the bottom, like a pair of shorts. He had pulled it up, feeling the extra weight it had. There was ample padding in the hips and the butt. When he looked in the mirror, he nodded in approval. It did reshape his body to look a lot more feminine.

But the best part was the front of it: it made him look like a girl. He just stared at himself in the mirror smiling. He looked female now between the legs. This was the best day of his life.

"Let me close it up in the back" said Mother when she returned to the room. "Hold your breath."

Seth breathed in, and felt it get even tighter as Mother closed it in the back. It was very tight indeed, and it helped squeeze his tummy down, helping to enhance the illusion. It felt tight in the crotch too, but that was necessary.

"Put some panties on dear" she said. "You don't want to go around naked like that. We women are very shy about being naked in front of other women, aren't we?"

"Yes" replied Seth, as he pulled the red silky panties up. It was so wonderful to see how flat they laid on him, since there was nothing but a slight mound between his legs, instead of the normal protruding manhood.

Now Mother took out the breast forms. They were ultra-realistic, including a nipple that stood out. She used a special glue, and attached them to Seth's chest. He looked down, and was overjoyed to see what looked like a perfect pair of boobs sticking out from his chest. Just like he always wished he had! She gave him a red underwire bra that matched his panties, which he gladly put on. It was the kind that gave great support, and really lifted your boobs, but leaving their tops exposed. The bra itself was red, but the straps going over the shoulders were made of a clear plastic material. They hardly showed at all.

And that was because the next garment that Mother handed him was a black cami top, with very thin straps, which wouldn't have been enough to hide the bra straps underneath them. The cami was low cut, showing off the tops of Seth's new 'boobs'.

Next, she handed him a blue skirt. It was a fabric that had a sheen like satin, as well as having some thickness to it, as if there was a built-in petticoat. He put it on excitedly, and twirled before the mirror. He looked exquisite in it! With his new hourglass figure, it laid on his body in a way no skirt ever had before. It looked *good* on him, and he was so excited that if his manhood wasn't squeezed tight inside his girdle, he would have gotten quite hard.

He sat down, as Mother put him into black open toed high heel shoes, and fitted him with a wig that had long red hair, which curled up and inward at the ends. He looked in the mirror. He had never looked so much like a woman, nor had he ever felt so feminine before.

But he was just getting started!

"You haven't seen anything yet Jasmine" said Mother. "Follow me dear."

 

 

Chapter 8: Makeover

Now Seth walked down the hall in his female garb, with his heels clicking on the hard linoleum floor. He felt like he was *flowing* as he walked. His head was downright giddy with excitement. For the first time in his life, he felt like a woman. Mother and Hailey were calling him 'Jasmine'. He had boobs. He had a pussy. He was soft and curvy now. It was a dream come true.

He walked down the hall, and into the salon. He smiled and took a deep breath as he entered. He had been in hair salons before, and actually preferred them to barber shops. He was always jealous of the women getting their nails done, or having their hair made all pretty. Now he *was* one of them, one of the women. This was going to be great!

Mother had him sit down in a chair, while she introduced him to several of the workers. First up was Lily, who was in charge of doing his face.

"Before we can do anything with makeup, we need to work on your complexion."

She wrapped up the long hair from his wig in a towel, and tied it up out of the way, like a turban. Then she trimmed his eyebrows with an electric clipper. Once they were done to her satisfaction (after plucking a few stray hairs and trimming some with a small pair of scissors), she put a mud mask on his face. It was a dark, thick mud, and he could feel it drying on him.

"This will really clear out your pores, and improve your complexion" she said.

While the mask dried, he was led over to the next station, where Sandra went to work on his nails. She was going to give him a full manicure, and a pedicure. She used acrylic nail extensions to lengthen his fingernails, then filed them down to perfect ovals. She trimmed his toenails, and prepared him for coloring.

After selecting a lavish red color, she applied it to all his nails, hand and foot. All the while she chatted and gossiped, treating Seth as if he really was a girl. She complimented him on his figure, and told him how pretty he would look once she was done with him. He was in heaven. He never wanted this treatment to end.

After his nails dried, he put his shoes back on, and was led back over to Lily, who removed the mud mask from his face. With it off his face, he felt *so* clean. It just peeled off, pulling up dead skin and dirt with it. As well as that, it also pulled out some of the hairs on his face from the roots, making his cheeks smoother than they had been since he was a young boy. No facial hair showed now.

He looked up at Lily, who smiled at him. She had cute short black hair, swept across her forehead, parted on the left. A butterfly barrette was used to hold in place. She just exuded femininity, as did the other girls in the salon. That made Seth feel special, just to be surrounded by them. And to have women like this accept him as one of their own? That was just beyond all joy.

She took him by the hand, over to Peggy, who was to work on his hair. The wig had long hair, although it was a little wild looking, after being up under the towel to keep it off his face. She showed him how to brush it, how to care for it, and a few tricks he could do with it. She showed him how he looked in a ponytail, with his hair up, and a few other variations. But Seth decided he liked it best when it just hung down to its full length.

"You have such pretty long hair" she said. "You remind me of my sister."

It was all music to Seth's ears. He was floating on air as Peggy took him back to Lily, who started to give him a professional makeup job. She explained everything she did, what each different type of cosmetic was for, how she chose each color, and why. She put things on him one by one, and when it was all over, Seth could not believe what he saw looking back at him in the mirror. He looked *so* much like a woman! He *felt* like a woman. He was so happy that he felt like crying.

The girls all clapped, as he stood up and twirled around. Lily took him over to a table at the far end of the salon, where she gave him some jewelry. There were clip-on pearl earrings, a 'floater' necklace with a faux diamond, rings for his fingers, and a bracelet. These made him feel all the more pretty, as did the spray of perfume on his chest, behind the ears, and on the neck.

He was done in the salon now, and Lily took him back to see Mother.

"You look so pretty, my sweet little Jasmine. Pretty like a flower."

Seth had to fight back a tear of joy. He posed for her as she took pictures, so he could remember the day he was reborn with a new mother. His first day as Jasmine.

 

 

Chapter 9: Revelations

Mother took Seth to the back, where he picked out a purse for himself. He felt so complete now. He felt so *right*. This was who he really was inside, and who he was meant to be. He should have been born into a female body, so that he could be what he looked like now. It was all just an illusion, and he knew it, but it brought him great comfort and joy to see himself as a woman.

Seth didn't think that there was any way to make the day better for himself. So he was surprised when Mother made him an offer.

"Jasmine, I can see that you are very happy today. I know more about you than you could ever know. I have met hundreds of women like you, and I know you, down to your very soul. I know you feel joy and happiness at this moment, but I also know that after you go home, you are going to have to undress, and go back to your sad boring miserable male life. You try to hide it from your mind, but cannot. You want this to continue, and for your fun to go on forever, but you know it can't."

Seth nodded sadly. She was right on the mark. She spoke the truth. As fun as the day was, and as good as it was going, it would end. Mother was right.

"That is why I want to offer you another service we provide. I know that when you go home, you're going to get off. Then you'll be overcome with guilt and you'll feel ashamed."

Seth nodded again.

"But you don't need to be. *I* know you were meant to be a woman. *You* know that you were meant to be a woman. I can help you. You could go home, and never have to feel that way again."

"Oh please Mother, can you really do that?"

"Yes I can" she said. "Let me explain something first. If you agree, we'll go forward with it. If not, we can just forget we ever had this talk."

"I'm listening" said Seth. "Tell me."

"All right. Now, what was the first piece of female clothes you ever wore?"

"A bra" replied Seth.

"I see. And when you put it on for the first time, how did that feel? What did that do to you?"

"I became really excited and aroused" he replied.

"Yes dear. That is a normal reaction for someone like you. Do you know why you were so excited?"

"No" he replied.

"Let me explain. All along, ever since you were a tiny baby, you already knew that you were a girl inside, trapped in the body of a boy. When you first learned to talk and walk, you already knew this. But your conscious mind blocked out those thoughts and feelings, because they are 'wrong' for a boy to have. There were in you all along, a part of you, but you prevented them from being expressed."

Seth nodded. That made sense.

"When you put on the bra for the first time, all of a sudden you had a flood of these pent up emotions and thoughts. For a moment, you felt like a girl! And that felt so good, that your body responded by feeling the greatest pleasure it can, through sexual arousal."

"I see" said Seth.

"Now your conscious self, you didn't *want* to be aroused by the bra. You didn't *make* yourself get aroused by it. Instead, it had a power over you. The bra itself *made* you feel aroused. You surrendered to it, and let it control you. In response, you were rewarded with sexual pleasure."

"Yes! You understand!" said Seth.

He had never viewed it the way she described, but what she said was true. He felt so much better knowing that someone *really* understood him, not to mention the fact that there were a lot of others like him, so he wasn't a freak after all.

"Good Jasmine, so you can see it. You gave up control to the bra, and you were rewarded with pleasure. So the next time, you added panties or a skirt or something, didn't you?"

"Yes."

"And as you gave up control to them, you were again rewarded."

"Yes" he said, nodding his head in firm agreement.

"And so you see, the key here is letting go. When you, your conscious mind, is in control, you are held back from feeling what you were meant to feel. When you are in control, you cannot express your feminine self, your true self."

Seth nodded yet again.

"If you really want to be who you really are then, you see that your mind is the main inhibitor. You need to let go of your conscious wall that keeps your true self down. You need to get past that, and let it go. You need to turn off the voice inside that tells you 'society says this is not normal' or that you aren't a good person for being this way. If you could do that, shut down that part of you and give up control, then your female self could take over, express herself fully, and you would have happiness and pleasure beyond your wildest dreams."

 

"What...what can I do?" said Seth. "This all sounds amazing. I want to do it. How can I?"

"I can help you" said Mother. "All you have to do, is to give up control to me. Then I can guide your female self out of the bondage of your male mind, and let you become her."

Seth thought about it, but only for a moment.

"Lets do it" he said.

 

 

Chapter 10: All In The Mind

Mother pulled her cell phone out of her purse, and pressed a button.

"He'll do it" she said.

A moment later, Hailey walked in, pushing a cart with a tray on it. There was a glass of water, a glass of wine, and a small plate with several pills on it.

"Take these, then have a drink to relax" said Mother.

"What are these?"

"I'll tell you later. If I explain now, your male self will protest, and you won't go through with it. Just trust me."

"All right" said Seth.

One by one, he downed the pills with the glass of water. Then he sipped his wine, and sat back.

"It will take a while for them to kick in. I'll be back soon" said Mother.

Hailey handed him a new copy of Glamour, which he set about reading, while the two women left the room. He read articles on fashion, hair, makeup, relationships, women's health, and other interesting topics. He felt relaxed and at ease. Very relaxed. In fact, it was getting harder and harder to read and concentrate. Something was kicking in from one of the pills, whatever it was.

 

Soon after, Mother returned to the room. She took the magazine away and set it on a table. Then she turned down the lights in the room.

"What were those pills?" said Seth, slurring his words a little.

"One was a muscle relaxer, to keep you from being tense. One was an estrogen pill, to start the female hormones flowing in your system. Another was a birth control pill, with more female sex hormones. Another one was a close relative of 'truth serum', which helps to shut down the part of your brain that keeps you from saying out loud what you really think inside."

"Why all that?"

"Because you need it. Now look at me Seth. Look at me, deep into my eyes. You see nothing by my eyes now."

Seth's heart beat faster. She had just called him Seth, not Jasmine. What was going on? He would soon learn, it wasn't Jasmine she wanted to talk to, but his inner male. She wanted to talk to Seth himself.

"Look into my eyes. All you can see is me now."

She was leaning closer. She was above him so he looked up to her. If he glanced downwards, all he could see was her large breasts. He kept looking up into her eyes. He felt so passive now. She was doing something to him, but he was helpless, even if he did want to resist.

"With every passing moment" she said, "you become more and more *mine*. You feel your will slipping away, and you are unable to resist me. Breath in deeply Seth. Watch my hand. Breath in and out as I wave it in front of you."

Seth felt himself falling into a rhythmic breathing pattern, matching the speed of her hand going back and forth. Back and forth. A steady solid rhythm, breathing in and out, as she kept telling him that he was becoming hers.

"You feel yourself unable to resist any more" she said. "Feel yourself slipping away, bit by bit, as I take over. You are giving up control to me, and you *like* it. You don't want to make any more decisions. It is so easy to just let me do it for you. Your mind is a blank now, unable to think on its own. You rely on me for everything. You need me now, need me to tell you what to do. Only by obeying me can you exist. You are no longer yourself. You are now just an extension of me. You are mine. And you will obey me in all things."

Seth was hearing the words, but he wasn't thinking anything now really. He was just listening, tuned in to what Mother was saying.

"There" she said finally. "You are mine."

"I am yours" said Seth in a quiet, monotone voice.

Mother smiled. She had seen this many times before. She had him now.

"In yourself Seth, you see your feminine side. She is Jasmine. Tell me you see her."

"I can see her" he droned.

"Seth, you must understand: she is you! And you are her."

Seth shifted uncomfortably in his seat.

"You have given up control Seth, to me. I command you in all things. And I command you now. to let Jasmine talk to me."

Seth's face went blank for a moment. He blinked. Then he looked at Mother calmly.

"Jasmine?" she said.

"Yes. It is me" he replied. His tone of voice was just slightly different. Mother was speaking directly to Seth's female inner self now.

"Jasmine, you have been part of Seth for all his life. And for all that time, he has held you down, and tried to shut you out."

"Yes" he said in reply.

"Today, we will change that. *You* are going to be the one in charge."

"Thank you Mother."

"Now let me talk to Seth again."

The look on Seth's face changed. *He* was back.

"Seth, I just talked with Jasmine. She isn't happy about the way you shut her out all these years. Don't you think it is fair for her to have a turn in control."

"No" he said.

"Well I disagree. And you are *mine*, so you *must* do whatever I tell you. Tell me you are mine."

"I am yours."

"Tell me you will do whatever I tell you."

"I will do whatever you tell me."

"Seth, I command you now: be gone! You are weak now, and you can no longer stop Jasmine. You feel yourself draining away, bit by bit, as she takes over. She is strong and feminine, you are but a weak pathetic male, and there is nothing you can do."

"Aaah" said Seth, with great distress on his face.

"You are mine, and you will obey. Allow Jasmine to take over function of your body, now and forever. You *must* do this, because I command it."

Seth shifted again in his chair.

"From now on, you *must* be pretty, feminine, and womanly. You feel an inner *need* to be female, above all other things. Being a man disgusts you now, and you want with all your might for it to end. You only find comfort in the feminine. You *must* dress in pretty clothes. Male clothes are ugly and uncomfortable. You feel the need now to wear skirts and dresses."

"Please stop!" said Seth in a weak whiny voice.

"You want breasts, real ones, more than anything. You will take estrogen and use breast cream. You will get implants. Anything to have a full womanly bosom."

"No!" said Seth.

"And between your legs, that useless piece of male flesh is disturbing and disgusting. You want to be rid of it, at all costs. You will never find peace as long as you have that thing. You *must* rid yourself of it."

Seth started to cry.

"You are a woman now. Seth is gone, never more to exist! You are Jasmine now! Let her out!"

"I...." said Seth.

"LET HER OUT!!!" raged Mother in a demanding steely voice.

Suddenly, his face went blank, and he was enveloped in calm. He blinked, then he smiled.

"He's gone! I am free!"

The tone of voice was slightly different, as was the posture, the vocal inflections, and the demeanor

"Yes Jasmine, you are. You are free. When I snap my fingers, your trance will be broken, and your conscious self will awaken."

 

 

Chapter 11: A New Life

Mother made a loud snapping sound. *Jasmine's* eyes blink. *She* came back to.

"I feel tired" *she* said.

"I bet you do" replied Mother. "You've had a long day."

"Yes I have" replied Jasmine.

"How do you feel?" asked Mother.

"Wonderful!" replied Jasmine. "I've never felt so good in all my life! He's gone inside me! I am free! I can think what I want, I can say what I want, and he's not there to stop me anymore."

"That is so wonderful" replied Mother.

"And it is all thanks to you, Mother."

"Oh please, I didn't do anything. I just let you be who you really are. You're a woman, and you have just as much right to exist as he did. More, actually."

Jasmine stretched her arms up towards the ceiling, and arched her back.

"Oh, I feel so stiff. I hate these bulky muscles."

"Don't worry dear. Once the estrogen takes ovary, your body will change. For the better."

"I can't wait."

"I'll introduce you to a doctor who will get you started right away. And then we can work on finding you a nice man to start dating."

"Oh mother, I can find my own man, thank you very much!"

"I'm just trying to help dear."

"Well I am very capable on my own. I'm a woman, not some weak willed man! Don't treat me like a child or a male."

"I'm sorry dear" said Mother. "Come on now. Lets get you out of here, so you can get a nap. Then we'll go out to dinner to celebrate."

"Celebrate what?" said Jasmine.

"Your rebirthday. Today you are reborn, as a woman."

Jasmine smiled warmly and hugged Mother. She was a very happy woman now, and she had the whole rest of her life to look forward to now. Gone were the nightmare demons of having a man control her, and keep her down. Gone was the feeling of being wrong for trying to express herself. It was just her now, and she was firmly in control. She was a woman. She was whole. And she was firmly in charge, forever.

"I love you" she said to Mother.

"I love you too, just as I love all my daughters" she replied.

They hugged again, and Jasmine laid down for her nap. Today was the best day in her life.

  

  

  

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