The Finishing School              by: Patricia Anne Anderson

 

Patrick was a very unruly young man. 15 and he thought he could do no wrong but he was soon to find out that it wasn’t the case. He would find himself in a situation where he could not get out easily nor would he escape the wrath of an older sister and an aunt.

It was Friday afternoon and Patrick came into the house with an evil look in his eye. He had been teasing some girl down the block and when the girls parents came to the house to complain he mearly denied it. Patrick and his sister Roberta, or Bobbie as she was called, were living with their aunt Marie because their parents had been killed in an automobile accident two years earlier and she was their only blood relative. Marie tried to control Patrick but it was near next to impossible. She was not married and had to all of the sudden deal with two children. Patrick was 15 and Bobbie was 17.

Patrick was getting worse and worse and something had to be done. Marie came upon a plan that would change Patrick’s life forever. One of her friends was a doctor, a female doctor who’s name was Claudine. She was a surgeon and a good one a plastic surgeon. Marie and Bobbie went to see her one day while Patrick was off with some friends.

"What are we going to do with Patrick Claudine, he is getting more and more unruly."

"Well there are several things that we could do Marie, one would be to put him into some sort of juvenile custody but that never works. We could also send him to this finishing school that I know of."

"What sort of school is it Claudine?"

"Well it is a finishing school for girls, but I have sent several boys to that school for similar reasons.’

"And what was the outcome Claudine?’

"Well needles to say, you know my daughter Gabrielle, well she was once my son, I had to send him to that school, now she is the sweetest girl around."

"Damn, you sent your son to this school and they turned him into a girl?"

"Of course I did and it was for the better anyway."

"How would we go about doing this to Patrick?"

"Well you bring him in next week and let me make the arrangements."

"Very well, I will do that."

"In the mean time here is a prescription for some pills that will calm him down, they are female hormones and should help."

"Claudine, will this mean I will have a sister then?" asked Bobbie.

"Yes in most cases Bobbie, the subject is completely changed through surgery at one point or another."

"Golly aunt Marie, that would be neat."

They both left and on the way home Marie picked up the hormones and planned on starting Patrick on them that night. When they got home there was a police car in the driveway. Marie feared the worst but when she got in the house there was Patrick sitting on the couch looking rather guilty.

"What is going on here?" she asked.

"Well the boy here was picked up because he was molesting a little girl in the park and her parents called us."

"Thank you officer, I can take him from here."

"Well you will have to sign this paperwork releasing him to your custody and he has a court date of next week."

"OK officer." said Marie as she signed the papers.

When the officers left aunt Marie was very mad.

"Just what do you think you are doing young man?"

"Well I was just doing what every one else was doing aunt Marie."

"So if your friends went and jumped of a bridge you would do that too I suppose?"

"No." he said with his head hung down.

"Well young man take a couple of these vitamins, the doctor said they would calm you down."

She handed Patrick the pills and he took them. It would be several days but the pills which were triple strength would definitely calm him down. The rest of the weekend Patrick was restricted and couldn’t go anywhere especially with his unruly friends. He took the pills three times a day and by the time his court date came up he was rather mellow. The Hormones were starting to work.

When his name was called for his court appearance Marie and he walked up to see the judge. He was a very stern man but he listened to Marie and Bobbie. Marie asked if she could talk to the judge in private. He agreed and they went off to his chambers.

"Well miss Chandler, what have you got for me?"

"Judge I have a plan that will I think straighten Patrick out for good."

"And what might that be?"

"Well my friend Claudia, who is a surgeon and a plastic surgeon wants to send him to a finishing school for girls, she did that to her own son who is now her daughter."

"Hmmmmmm, that is rather strange but if you think it will work I will put the boy on probation commensurate to his attending the school, I will have the clerk draw up the papers. How long will he be there t the school?’

"Well my friend said until he graduates from highschool."

"Very well Miss Chandler, here are the necessary papers to get you started."

Marie took the papers and went back out to the court room. The judge took his seat and announced that Patrick would be on probation and that it was to last one year. It was good news as far as Patrick was concerned, his friends all got 3 months in the juvenile detention center and 100 hours of community service. He figured himself lucky but then just how lucky.

They left the court room and Marie told Patrick that he had to go see the doctor for a check up. They went into DR Claudine’s office and sat and waited. There were several boys and girls there about his age but he paid no attention to them. His name was called and they went back to a little room where he had to undress. He sat there in the dressing gown for what seemed an hour before the doctor came in.

"Good afternoon Patrick, my name is Claudine Chapman."

"Hello Doctor Chapman."

"You may call me Dr. Claudine if you like."

She had him take the gown off and lay on the table. It was cold and he started to shiver. She began to examine him and when she told him to take of his underpants he balked at it. She convinced him that it would be OK so he took them off. She examined his male parts and smiled. Then she examined his chest, his rear end and his face. He didn’t know what she was doing but when she came in with a saringe and told him to roll over on his belly he got worried.

"Don’t worry dear, this won’t hurt it is a vitamin shot that will help you to calm down some."

He waited for the shot to hit his rear end but surprisingly it didn’t hurt much. He got all flushed and it felt like his skin was on fire but he did feel a little more at ease. The doctor finished with him and told him to get back into his clothes. As he was dressing he heard his aunt and the doctor talking but couldn’t really hear what they were saying.

DR Chapman had given him a shot of concentrated hormones and a testosterone blocker which would speed up his development in preparation of him going to the finishing school. It would be almost a week before he would notice the changes in his shape. One week before he was to go to the school. When that time came he didn’t want to leave home and he wondered why his aunt hadn’t packed any of his clothes.

The fat was in the fire for sure now and there was no turning back. Claudine had made all the necessary arrangements so the matron of the school was waiting as they walked in the door. Patrick was perplexed as he read the sign on the way in. "CHAPMAN SCHOOL FOR GIRLS" He wanted to run but for some reason he couldn’t.

"Welcome Miss Chandler, is this Patrick with you?"

"Yes it is.’

"My name is Andrea Wilson and I am the director here."

Patrick didn’t say much as he looked at this imposing figure of a woman. She looked as mean as she sounded. He wondered what was next. Andrea escorted Marie and Patrick back to a room and told him to get completely undressed. Andrea was also a female doctor and she knew her business as she examined Patrick. There were small lumps growing on his chest. The start of nice little breasts like any teenage girl would have. She smiled and went to talk to Marie.

"Was he given the special shot by the doctor?"

"Yes he was about two weeks ago."

"Well he will need another, I will give it to him."

She prepared a saringe with the same concoction that he had gotten before and took it into the room. Patrick thought nothing of it as she gave him the shot. Then she told him to put on a robe and report to another room where he would get his uniform.

Uniform? he thought to himself. He went to the small room and was greeted by a very pretty young girl.

"Hello my name is Terri and I have your uniform for you."

"My name is Patrick and I don’t know why I am here."

"Well just put this on and I will help you if you need me to."

Patrick picked up the plain white panties and just looked at them. They were special panties and he would find out what for. As he put them on Terri went behind him and pulled his cock and balls between his legs rather unceremoniously. It hurt when she did this and Patrick felt like hitting her. He didn’t however and she handed him a slip next.

She helped him with the slip and it was soon in place. Then she gave him a blouse and a skirt to put on. She also had to help him with this. Then she put ankle socks on his feet and Mary Jane shoes the kind with the buckle over the instep. She smiled as she did this and Patrick was at a lose for words.

She led him to a vanity and began to put a light coat of makeup on him. When she was done she told him to look in the mirror. There looking back at him was a rather nice looking girl of about 14. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing. He was dressed as a girl and something told him to run but he couldn’t. Terri took his hand and escorted him back to the office where his aunt was signing some papers. They both looked at him and smiled.

"Well what name will we use for her?" asked Andrea.

"I guess Patricia Ann would be nice." said Marie.

"Then Patricia Ann it will be, young lady you will henceforth be called Patricia Ann here at the school and as you can see you will be female, we have no boys here."

The paperwork was signed and aunt Marie went to hug Patrick. He pulled away from her and didn’t say a word. The director picked up a switch from her desk and walked towards them both.

"This is the way we treat bad little girls here."

She had Terri hold Patrick as she pulled up her skirt and gave her three good whacks on the backside. It hurt but Patrick got the message this place wasn’t going to be much fun.

"Now Patricia give your aunt a hug."

Patrick did as he was told and his aunt hugged him back and she had tears in her eyes as she did. She left the office and Andréa told Terri to take Patricia back to her room and to help her get settled, school started in the morning.

In the morning Patrick got up and took a shower and put on his school uniform which consisted of a skirt and blouse. Under the blouse was a training bra which he had a hard time putting on but managed. He slipped into the ankle socks and the MaryJane shoes and went to eat breakfast. He was told by Terri that if he were late for breakfast just one minute he wouldn’t get to eat. When he sat down a pretty girl in a uniform similar to his brought him some juice and two purple pills. They were the same pills he had been taking for the last month.

He noticed that his nipples were getting bigger and they were very tender and the way his breasts were growing bothered him. He also noticed that his penis was getting smaller and he didn’t seem to be able to get aroused like he used to. The Matron of the school came over to talk to him. Her name was Mrs. Johnson and she was a kindly sort but still stern like all the woman there.

"Good morning Miss Patricia." she said.

Patrick almost didn’t respond because he wasn’t used to being called by Patricia, it took him a min to respond.

"Good morning Mrs. Johnson." he said.

"I hope your first day here isn’t too bad for you, If you come to my office later I will explain a few things to you OK."

"Yes Mrs. Johnson."

Breakfast consisted of a sinple diet of milk, toast, juice and two eggs and some sausage. It was good but you only got one serving so you had to eat slow. All the girls there were very slim and Patrick could tell that with this diet he would lose weight fast.

He didn’t mind however because he figured he was a bit over weight. The pills he was taking were still a mystery to him however. And then there was the weekly shot he had to take. All this was changing him but he didn’t really know how. After breakfast he reported to Mrs. Johnson’s office as he was directed to. The clothes he was wearing made him feel a little strange but he was getting used to the idea. The only thing was that the training bra was kinda tight and it took some getting used to.

"Well good morning my dear." said Mrs. Johnson as he walked into her office.

"Good morning again Mrs. Johnson."

"Well how was breakfast my dear?"

"It was OK but not really enough, I am still hungry."

"That is to be expected honey, but you realize we have to control that girlish figure."

"Can you tell me something Mrs. Johnson?"

"Yes I can within reason of course."

"Why am I here? and why am I dressed like this?"

"Well it is because of the way you were at home hon, your aunt was worried that you would get into some serious trouble. We have had several boys here who experienced the same thing you are. Take for instance Terri, she is scheduled for surgery next year to turn her into a real girl. She has already gone through several operations to change her body. She takes hormones on a regular basis."

"Oh my, I thought she was a real girl."

"Well for all intense purposes she is. You see she raped a little girl and instead of going to jail for a long time she chose this life style."

"Oh I see, but I didn’t do any thing like that. All I did was go along with my friends. They were the ones who were really giving that girl a hard time."

"Well apparently you were the one who got caught sweetie and here you are."

"How long will I have to stay here?’

"Well as long as you like honey after the years is over."

"You mean I have to dress like this for a whole year?"

"Of course and I think after a while you will adjust, now run off to class, I will write you a note so you won’t be punished for being late."

Patrick took the note from Mrs. Johnson and went down the hallway to his class room. He looked like any 15 year old girl and as he walked into the class he was greeted by some stares but for the most part he was welcomed as one of the girls. The teacher’s name was Mary Hanson and she was stern with her students but fair and she realized that Patrick was in a rather unique situation. Terri was also there and she greeted Patrick with a smile and a hug.

"Class we have a new student, I want every one to welcome Patricia Chandler."

They all welcomed Patrick and they all called him Patricia. It would take some getting used to but he sort of liked the name. For all intense purposes Patrick was now Patricia and would stay that way for a long time. He was in for some startling changes in his life. Changes that would both change his mind set and his body.

There was a girl sitting in the corner and she had her skirt up around her waist her panties were clearly visible. Patricia started to wonder what she was doing there. Terri told her that the girl was late for class without and excuse and had to be reminded that she was a girl. Patricia wondered about this and looked at Terri.

"What do you mean reminded she was a girl?"

"Well in case you haven’t figured this out Patricia, this school is mostly all boys dressed as girls. They are being disciplined for some crime they committed."

"Oh my god, and me, I am also here for this?"

"Yes you are Patricia, I am also here for the same reason but in my case I chose to be here."

Patrick was now starting to figure out the whole thing. The tenderness of his nipples, the way his breasts were starting to grow, the shrinking of his male parts and his inability to get turned on as he did in the past. He wanted to cry and he looked at Terri as the class went on. Among other things that he would learn would be house keeping, and cooking skills as well as sewing and deportment as a female. They only had morning classes that day and the afternoon was free. Patrick went to his room and for some reason he started to cry. He hadn’t cried since his parents were killed. The tears seemed to just run down his cheeks.

Terri knocked on the door and asked if she could come in. Patrick let her in and she sat on the bed and stroked Patrick’s hair. It did make him feel better and he liked it as she stroked his hair. She wiped away the tears from his eyes and then did something totally unexpected. She laid down next to Patrick and kissed him tenderly on the cheek.

"What was that for?" asked Patrick sobbing.

"Well Patricia, I like you, if you don’t want me to do it I won’t.

"I don’t mind Terri, it sort of feels good."

Terri stood up and raised her skirt and pulled down her panties and showed Patrick that she in fact was a male like him. But she then explained that she was going through transition and that she actually wanted to be a girl. She told him that as a boy she couldn’t control her emotions and it got her into trouble constantly. She told Patrick that she had been at the school since she was 12 and she was 16 now. She told Patrick her whole story and he couldn’t figure out why she was doing all of this.

"You will see Patricia that you will feel better about yourself soon, the hormones and the conditioning you will be going through will prove that."

All Patrick could do was sit and listen and through the tears he started to realize something. This was changing him, he was starting to like what was happening and it was like instant love. Patrick was falling in love with Terri and it was irreversible. Terri held Patrick for a long time and stroked his hair. He liked that, not since his mother had died had anyone done that for him. As Terri got up to leave she said that she would see if she could arrange for them to be room mates. Patrick liked that idea and as Terri left she kissed Patrick once more this time a light kiss on the lips.

The days turned into weeks and the weeks into months and Patrick was no longer thinking of himself as male. His breasts continued to grow and he no longer needed a training bra he was wearing a regular bra. His body also seemed to be changing, his hips had widened and his waist was wasp like and only 22 inches. Male clothes would no longer fit good. He wore strictly female clothes and loved it. Terri and him got to be really good friends, well closer than friends I think. When the summer came Patrick now totally Patricia was scheduled to go home for a visit. What he did would surprise even him.

When his aunt and sister drove up to the school they didn’t expect what they saw and it surprised them. There standing at the door was a beautiful teenage girl. Yes it was Patrick but then it wasn’t Patrick at all. There with him was another girl it was Terri and she had been granted her wish to go home for summer vacation with Patricia. She was actually an orphan and Patricia and her had gotten so close that they said she could go home with Patricia.

When Marie Chandler came up to her nephew and hugged him she called him Patrick but was quickly corrected by Patricia.

"Hello aunt Marie, please don’t call me Patrick, my name is Patricia now and I want it to stay that way."

"Oh my, well I guess you are now my niece then aren’t you?"

"Yes I am aunt Marie and this is my good friend Terri, we are room mates here at the school."

"That is so nice that you could make friends."

"Terri was like I was aunt Marie, she was once a boy and very unruly so she was sent here and changed but it was something she asked for, I love her like a sister even as I do my own sister."

They all talked for a long time and Terri reminded Patricia about what she was going to ask for.

"Oh yes aunt Marie, how would you like a daughter of your own?"

"What?" she asked.

"Well Terri and I have grown so close and I love her and she is an orphan could you adopt her so she could be my real sister? The school said it would be all right and The Matron Mrs. Johnson has already drawn up the papers to adopt her and to change my name legally to Patricia Ann."

"Oh Patricia, I would love to do that and she could come to live with you and me and your sister."

They all hugged and as they walked towards the car Patrick’s life had definitely changed. The adventures that he and Terri would have in the future would be exciting for sure. You never saw three girls so close as Patricia, Terri and Bobbie.

Patrick would eventually undergo surgery to change him into Patricia and the three girls would have many adventures together.

 

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