New Dream Come True 6

by

Paul G. Jutras

  

The Autumn leaves fell from the threes and covered the yard of Paul's house in a blanket of colors. As the alarm went off, he sleepily looked out from the covers and saw his parents had already left for work. "Today is the day," he thought.

"The day the world meets the real me." He jumped out of bed and went into the bed room. He slipped out of his green pajamas and the nude hose he been wearing to keep warm on the crisp fall nights. Tossing them into the hamper he started the tub's water and shaved close his legs, under arms and face. He was glad his body didn't have much hair on it yet.

Wrapped in a towel from the chest down, he went into the back of his closet and pulled out a white top and a blue denim skirt. He first put on a pair on panty briefs followed by rolling up a fresh pair of hose up one leg then the other. His toes felt pinched but looked good. Once he had his flip-flops on, he returned to the bathroom and borrowed his mothers make up for his face. "The guys at school will be speechless when they get a load out of me."

All the students started at him when he walked through the front gate of the school. Some of the girls giggled and the boys snickered. Finally a boy name Brad in a football jacket blue turtle neck, jeans and sneakers walked over to him. "Hey, Paul," He cried between snickers. "You in a drama class play or loose a bet? You make one ugly girl, man."

"Don't listen to him." Gloria said as she walked over with a bunch of female friends in her black blouse, pantyhose and slippers with her maroon skirt. Though Jane was born female, she was as manly build as Paul was with her height and broad shoulders.

"Nice to see one guy who knows who the smarter gender is." Veronica said in a green knit top and skirt. She adjusted the strap behind her foot of her white sling backs.

"Why don't you leave him alone, you bully." Diane said. She wore a pink top and a white pair of pants with a pink flower print and pink flip flops.

"Am I to listen to someone who wears pajama bottoms to school?" Brad asked.

"These are designer pants, not pajamas." Diane said in huff.

"If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all." Jane said in a typical little black dress that barely reached pass her hips and black strappy sandals on her bare feet. "So Paul, can you tell us why you did this on today of all days?"

"Last Friday Cindy transferred with her dad to California." Paul said, blushing. "That left an opening on the pep squad."

"That rich," laughed Brad. "Not only does Paul make an ugly girl, but you want to be an ugly cheerleader as well. Perhaps it's Paula now."

"Brad!" Veronica protested. "How he said it isn't right, but unless you diet or something, I really don't see you as pep squad material. We always thought you were sweet as a guy and think don't care how you dress if you want to be part of our girls group."

"Thanks." Paul said as the girls gave him a hug. "I was thinking of using Paula as my first name and Irene as my middle name when I can get the paper work through."

"Those are fine names." Jane smiled.

The group of girls guarded Paul as he made it to his first class, sat down and crossed his ankles under him with his shoes off. Mrs. Watch glanced twice at him as she came in the room in a skimpy white dress with a floral print and white thin strap sandals.

"Today in drama class we're doing to go an exercise where we pretend to be cave people. I got some outfits for you to go change into between the stage curtains." She turned to Paul. "Maybe you should change in my office."

Paul's breasts forms really filled out the bikini top of the cave costume The skirt bottom half was so skimpy that he was glad he left his pantyhose on to help keep his penis tuck between his legs. Some of the other girls who were wearing pantyhose also left them on. One girl who found the stage cold on her bare feet borrowed one girl's pair of pantyhose. Other girls went bare foot like the guys.

Some of the other cave outfits that the men and women wore were skirt bottom tunics. They were given plastic bones and clubs as part of the exercise they acted out.

They had just finished the exercise and change back to the clothes they wore to school when the intercom came on. "Will Paul Small, please come to the principal office right away."

When Paul got to the office he saw the principal in a blue skirt outfit talking to his mother who just stood and glared at him. "Come in here, you man." Ashley Small said with a glare. "Millie called me at work and I couldn't believe my ears. I knew of your dresses in your closet from when I clean your room, but I had hoped you'd outgrow this phase of yours."

Paul just stared at his mothers tan blouse, blue shorts, suntan pantyhose, white socks and sneakers. He found himself jealous of her figure and how she was a cheerleader when she was his age. "Wait till I get you home." Her words snapped him out of his trance

When they got home, they were surprise to see Richard Small standing in the living room in his three piece suit. "What the hell were you thinking?" He shouted right away at him. "How could you embarrass your mother and me with an act like this? You never had it so good. I even recently got you a new car, which I pay the insurance and been putting gas I for you."

"You weren't the one who has been getting urges to make suicide attempts since you were ten or nearly have a heart attack two years ago. You haven't been feeling like you could have another one at the thought of how you'd react to the news."

"Being a woman is more than just dressing up pretty you know." Ashley jumped into the conversation. "If you want to be one then you'll have to do what I say starting tomorrow. I'll be your teacher in womanhood."

"Dear," Richard began but shut up when he saw the glare from his wife's eyes. He muttered under his breath. "Never should of gotten him toys like a shopping cart."

"I take it you've read in the latest issue of the health and fashion magazines that one can decrease the chances of breast cancer by running and exercise." Ashley asked. When Paul nodded she went on. "Then I expect you to go running with me five mornings a week and on the weekends we'll hit the pool at the YWCA."

"Don't you mean the YMCA?" Paul asked.

"No, I mean the YWCA." Ashley said seriously. "You can wear the woman suit I'll buy you to and from the place but you'll wait in the changing room while I change with the other girls. If you're going to be a woman now you should be natural to see another woman naked. Once I get you set up on hormones, you'll have one of your own."

Richard went reluctantly back to work while Ashley made a weekend doctor appointments for electrolysis and hormone replacement. Their final stop after running around was the salon.

 

"This is relaxing." Paul said with a sigh. He leaned back with his feet up and cotton balls between his toes while a girl gave his nails a coat of hot pink while his mom got hers done in a ruby red.

"It's not all relaxing." Ashley smiled as the salon girl came up and caused Paul to flinch in pain during a leg wax and the waxing of his upper lip. He did like the style that his hair was done up in and his eyebrows shaped. He didn't want his eyebrows completely waxed off like his mom suggested.

"How did you like it?" Ashley asked as she drove them home.

"The hair and the manicure/ pedicure were wonderful, but the wax job was something else." Paul trailed off. His mother just giggled and rubbed the back of his head while she smiled.

"Just one of the things we girls go through to be beautiful." Ashley said and Paul gave a slight smile.

"What's for supper?" Paul asked.

"You'll know soon enough." Ashley smiled at her son knowingly. "If you expect to be my daughter, then your cooking lessons start tonight."

"Yes mom." Paul sighed.

The next day Paul awoke sleepily and stared at the clock. He couldn't understand why it was set so early. That was when his mother stepped into the room and stood over him in a red dress and spaghetti strap sandals that gave her an ancient Greek or Roman toga look to her. "This is the time your sister Jill use to get up before she went off to college. If you want to be a woman, well I told you that I'd be your teacher."

After Paul showered and shaved and were soon dressed in a blue dress with light brown hose and sexy black pumps, he found he was getting a worst writer cramp in his hand from combing his hair than from doing his homework. "So you'll get use to wearing dresses in public, you'll dress ultra feminine for the next week. After that you can wear anything you want."

When he came down for breakfast, he noticed his diet company menu was different than before. "What's this?"

"Women of your height will not take in as much food in a day as men of your height." Ashley said with a smile of victory. "You want to be a woman like me than you'll eat like me too. Also I believe you remember that simulated baby experiment in Jr. High when you brought an egg home for a week."

When Paul got to school the snickers had increased more than the day before. The reason is that word has spread throughout the school the pervious day and more students had gathered at the main gate to see how Paul was going to dress.

"Don't let them get you." Gloria said in maroon blouse, black skirt with maroon floral print on it, nude hose and black cut out pumps. She had decided to wear her blonde wig and go for a different look that day.

"They'd be laughing even more if they knew what I had under this outfit." Paul whispered.

"What do you mean?" Veronica asked in white shirt, blue denim shorts that left nothing to the imagination and flip flops to show off her red polish toes. Jane stood beside her in a similar white shirt and flip flops with a brown skirt that barely passed her hips and Diane in matching top and shoes with a blue denim skirt.

"You remember the baby simulation we had in Jr. High." Paul said as he entered the ladies bathroom with his friend. "Well right now my mom is making me have a simulated period. Between three and fourth period I'm stop to go into the rest room and change the pad I'm currently wearing. Maybe my mom shouldn't have convinced the principal that as a minor I have a right to a public education."

"I was the one who suggested the simulation." A familiar voice sent a chill down Paul's spine. He turned to see Millie stepping out of a stall. "Not only will the hormones aid in you feeling bloated and some of the more minor and less noticeable parts of a period, but I want to see if you're woman enough to become a real woman."

Going into Mrs. Watch's drama class, their teacher had a series of desert outfits out of the costume trunk for the class to change into. Some of the guys changed in black robes and head piece with a red slash. Some of the other guys had white robe with attached purple vest, belt and head piece.

Paul and the others enjoyed pretending it was Halloween come early in the different outfits. Paul had on pantaloons, straightened his breast forms in his top and a head piece with veil. Felt like the television series genie. "I always wanted to wear something like this on Halloween."

Jane put on a hat with a veil along with a blouse with sheer sleeves and pants legs that she preferred over Paul's pants. Both finished off both their outfits with some classic Arabian slippers that curled up at the end.

This version is lovely." Gloria stayed in nylon coated feet in a neon skirt, brief top and sequin head piece. She flapped the pants area like wings while walking around stage while Paul and Jane did a harem style dance side by side while Diane put on a semi transparent pair of pants, halter top and headband with veil.

"You want to be a woman, freak." Brad said with a grin as he swung a plastic sword. "Maybe you'd like me to cut away your manhood for you."

"Like so not," Paul said as he enjoyed the movement of his breast forms as he danced backwards. "I'll do my transformation the right way."

When the weekend finally came, Paul went into a super market looking for a job to help pay for his transition. After a week in dresses he found it odd to be in a red tee shirt, gray slacks and black flip flops.

"Well, everything seems in order," Mrs. Lawson said in a pink top, black skirt and open toe heels. "Graduations on the job, Paula"

"Thanks," Paul said as she shook hands and left.

"Your job will be some typing, filing." Mrs. Lawson said as she showed Paul his desk outside her office. "You'll also get my coffee when I'm busy with a meeting and don't have time myself. Unlike the men around here, I don't believe in demeaning my secretary."

"I understand." Paul said with a smile. "I have plenty of skirts and dresses for the office, dear."

"We'll see you tomorrow after school." Mrs. Lawson said.

"Did you get the job?" Ashley asked as Paul returned home and stared at his mom making lunch in a white tee shirt with a red valentine heart on it, blue jeans and white sneakers.

"I'll be starting a secretary tomorrow," replied Paul.

Most of the classes the next day went by with the same snickers from the guys as well as a few of the less mature acting women. Despite some of their giggling, Principal Millie made sure that they didn't mine Paul sharing the locker. It was safer for his health than the men's locker room anyway.

"How are you doing, Paula?" Gloria asked in a pair of red shorts, about to pull a white tee shirt over her head. She and the other girls all stood in different stages of undress.

"I'm really starting to feel like one of the girls." Paul answered as he pulled on a blue with pink horizontal strip leotard and suntan pantyhose. The girls did the vault horse, the tumble mats and the rings. Some even climbed the rope and rung a bell.

After a day of classes, Paul walked home and showered. He then changed so he would show up at the work in a blue flower print dress, suntan stockings and white lug sole heels. He was called in to take a meetings notice in short hand and then type them up. The special vagina panties his mother got him to make sure he pee sitting down made sitting with his legs cross easier. Though he enjoyed the breeze when he uncrossed and re-crossed his legs.

During lunch he was surprise that Mrs. Lawson would sit with him. "How is your first day on the job, Paula?"

"I need to get a boyfriend." Paul muttered with his shoes kicked off under the table and one foot rubbing up and down the other leg. "My feet are so sore that I could really use a guy at home to give me a massage. I'm use to walking in heels, but not being on my feet as much as I did making photo copies and all the other work I've ran around doing today."

"You'll get use to it." Mrs. Lawson chuckled. "I did when I was in the secretary pool. If you're wondering why I'm eating with you, the answer is simple. I find the suits in this job to be very still and boring. I prefer to eat with what my peers call the common people."

"That makes sense." Paul said as he held his left foot between his hands and began to rub them. The arc of his heels especially made his toes sore. "I guess."

"How are the male workers treating you?" Mrs. Lawson asked.

"Like the lowest for of life." Paul groaned. "I'm only around to run their little jobs they think their too good for and pinching my butt. If it wasn't for the fact my mom wouldn't let me quit, I'd risk loosing my job by putting some of the men here in a harassment suite."

"Welcome to life as a woman, Paul." Mrs. Lawson stared hard at the look at Paul's face when she called him by his real name. "I was your mother's old college room mate and we've kept in touch over the years. Don't worry though," she quickly added. "I'm the only one in the company who knows what you really are."

When Thanksgiving came Paul dressed up in a blue blouse and lace trim skirt with flip flops. He finished stuffing the turkey when his mother returned from the store in a purple top, blue jeans and sneakers with a brown jacket with the candy yams.

"The table is set." Jill said as she walked into the kitchen in a red sweater, blue jeans and white pantyhose. "I still can't believe what you've done to yourself. If you keep developing like that, your chest will be as big as mine."

"You sure you don't want to forget this girl nonsense before it's too late and came watch football with me?" Richard asked as he sat in a suit with his brother and his wife and niece. His sister in law had on a white blouse, yellow sweater, yellow checkered skirt, white tights and black saddle shoes while her daughter had on a maroon dress, and dark brown pantyhose. She slid across the kitchen floor in her stocking feet. "I'm suffering in a room filled with women here."

"Not a chance, dad." Paul said as the only that would make him happier than having his name legally changed by the end of the year was the idea of having his mother pay for part of his operation after graduation. By this time her smile of victory and the thought of having her son back were far gone from her mind.

"We're not waiting for half time Richard!" Ashley said strongly. "I said we'd be eating at 3 and I meant it. I don't know which is worst. The way you're glued to your games or how you mark up your DVDs with fingerprints due to how you handle them."

"Everyone say grace." Jill said as they all sat at the dinning room table and bowed their heads.

That night Jill came out of the bathroom dressed in black glamour girl Marabou slippers, stretch lace garter panties, scallop lace top stockings and beaded silk gown. Since Richard had turned her old room into his new den, Jill and Paul had to share his bedroom. "Don't you look nice," smiled Jill.

"Thanks." Paul said as he sat on his bed in a plus size red V neck charmeuse gown and lace panties.

"I won't pretend to understand why you're doing this to yourself." Jill said as Paul took his hormone night pill with a glass of water. "The important thing is that my new little sister is happy."

Paul could not help but blushed at being called little sister by Jill. It truly made him feel accepted. He could only hope that his dad could come around someday as the rest of the family was slowly doing. "Thanks again, Jill." Paul said. "You have no idea what that comment means to me."

"You're welcome, sis." Jill said as she gave Paul a friendly hug. "Don't let those guys at work get to you. You're as lovely as you feel inside."

"I just wish I had your figure rather than wearing plus size clothes." Paul said as they climbed under the covers together. Richard had protested it but since Ashley saw them as both girls now, she had no problem with her two daughters sharing a bed during Jill's time away from school.

When Christmas came months later, Paul's first present was a mere envelope. When he opened it, what he found was a certificate stating his new name being Paula Irene Small. A smile was brought to his face as he opened up jewelry boxes, dresses, shoe boxes and other outfits for work and home.

"These are the type of presents I dream of having since I was six." Paula said as he hugged him mother. His dad just sat in gloomy disappointment as the girls lived it up in their little game of dressing up.

"Don't be like that," Ashley said. "You know that he was never happy as our son all these years. The hormones have helped him slim down to the point that he just might make the cheer squad next year."

"You think so?" Paula asked as Ashley just smiled back. The last gift she opened as anime DVD box set dealing with a character that crossed dressed. "Just wish my room wasn't the most dust. I'm forever running the cleaner disk in the DVD player and using the CD clinic restoring system to clean the disk themselves.

What the results?" Ashley asked as Paula took the box set aside and played his new Sleeping Beauty DVD Princess Quiz.

"It rates me as Snow White." Paula said. "It asked if my black hair was short or long. I wonder how the results would have changed.

"That's so sweet dear." Ashley smiled. "I also notice the art style been altered by the digital process from the original VHS artwork."

"It is a shame as this was the only Disney movie done in that art style I heard." Paula said as she went to play the movie.

"How are you doing today, Paula?" Mrs. Lawson asked as she came to her office in a tan skirt, jacket and court shoes with nude hose. "How was your Christmas? We missed you at the office party."

"The best Christmas I had in my life." Paula said as she showed Mrs. Lawson her paper work. He was dressed in a rose print off the shoulder rag top, red pumps, and tan mole skin pants. "I brought this down to accounting this morning so that my paycheck will have my new legal name on it now. This is even better than my breasts developing enough that I no longer needed my breast forms attached anymore."

"That's great." Mrs. Lawson smiled. "I'd of been in sooner but I had meetings all morning long. I had faith that you'd keep things in order here at the office."

"Thanks for the confidence in me." Paula said as Jane walked up to them in a black zipper jump suit and sling backs that looked very sexy.

"Ready to go to lunch?" asked Jane as she got out her compact and checked her face in the mirror. "Since it takes months to get a job these days, the others are off job hunting so it will be just the two of us."

"Don't you?" Paula began, then remember her father owned a store in the mall and Jane helped out during the summer.

Paula got a day off from work one summer day and his school friends waiting to hang out by the public pool. Paula had on a pink one piece with floral design, Diane a green bikini, Veronica a gold bikini, Gloria a purple one piece and Jane in black bikini with a picture of a witch riding a broom over a half moon on the top half and the image of a black cat inside a jack-o-lantern on the rear of the bottom half.

"Haven't you become a lovely thing," Veronica said as Paula turned around and modeled his new bathing suit. "Maybe we were too hasty in thinking you weren't pep squad material."

"That's what my mom said last Christmas," replied Paula.

"Up here dear." Jane said as she climbed to the high board and dove into the pool. The girls all moved to avoid the splash then went running to the edge of the pool. They looked over the edge just to see Jane reach the surface and swim to the ladder.

"That was wonderful." Diane said as she started the girls off in a series of clapping.

"Just glad to see you all again," smiled Paula. "With our jobs giving us different work days and hours it's rarely that we get a day were we can all get together like we're doing now."

"Have a smoothie." Veronica said as she brought some over by the snack bar by the pool. "I also pick up some more sun tan lotion so that we can look our best when the time comes to go back to school."

Thanks." Jane said as she dried herself off and took it from Veronica's hand. They walked over to a line of lounge chairs and lay down. They set their smoothies down and put the suntan lotion on and stretched out.

"This is wonderful." Gloria said as she stretched her arms over her heads. A full stretch from her fingers to her toes. At the same time, they each took a pair of sun glasses from their purse and put them on and went to sleep on the chairs. Some laying face up going their front first and others face down getting their back sun tan first.

"It's just wonderful to be with all you girls again." Paula said as he looked at his toes current loss of polish and thought about making a new salon appointment to have them done. Maybe have the toes done in silver like his mom had done. "What color do you think I should go this time since I don't feel like a hot pink again?"

"How about red," Gloria said sleepily.

"How about blue," Diane asked

"Green is nice too." Veronica rolled over and drifted off to sleep.

"Thanks for the suggestions, girlfriends," commented Paula as he too drifted off to sleep. He woke later and noticed that tan on his body had come along well. He figured he better get home before he got a sun burn. "We'd better be getting home. If we stay out any longer we'll end up looking like cook lobsters."

Later as they got to the arcade, they took a seat in a virtual reality multi-player booth. They don the helmets that blocked all their senses from the outside world and soon found themselves in a world of wizards and dragons.

Paula was a pixie with a forest green halter top with a hole for his wings, mini skirt, bracelets and cross gartered Greek sandals. Veronica and Diane had breast plates, necklace, wrist guards and skirts. Veronica had a cape and thin strap sandals while Diane had no cape and ankle strap sandals. Gloria had a lion griffin body from the waist down as they battled dragons and black knights.

When Halloween came up the combinations of hormones and exercise had gotten Paula a rather good figure for someone his size. He showed up at the gym in only a leotard so that his bare feet new red polish toes.

"Looks like the exercise, diet and gym classes really help you pay off." Roberta the head cheer leader said with a smile as welcome her to the group. Veronica, Jane and Diane were glad to have Paula on the team with them. They only wish that Gloria could get on the team. Her size and lack of skills in gym proved impossible. She did enjoy attending the games and try outs.

"This is a dream come true." Paula said as she was measured for her green and gold cheer leading outfit. "We'll have it ready for you before the next game, but wear a sweater and mini skirt to practices in the mean time."

"Not bad for freak." Brad said as he turned and walked off the gym floor. "Your actually become kind of cute."

"That was different." Paula said.

"He always come to watch the girls showing off, but I didn't thing he'd turn bi." Diane said with a chuckle.

"He would only be bi if we went out before I had SRS." Paula said. "Afterwards I'd say it was just a guy asking a girl out."

"I'm just glad that Mrs. Lawson is a nice woman." Paula said as she joined the girls in the locker room and changed back into a pink blouse, white Capri pants and 4 inch sling backs with a T strap shoe. "She believes that after school activities is important for going to college and will arrange my work so I can be on the team."

After he finished changing and got his purse out of the locker, he got into her car. He loved the feeling of his heels against the gas pedal when he drove to and from work. Mrs. Lawson was waiting when Paula walked up to his desk. "How did it go?" she asked.

"I got on the team." Paula said cheerfully.

"Wonderful." Mrs. Lawson said in a black lace up suit. "You're proof you can do anything if you really try. Just like me."

"Thanks for your confidence in my Mrs. Lawson." Paula said with a smile as he followed her into her office. He saw a jack-o-lantern carved into a panther. "My mom, the principal and you had been great through my transition. Even Brad is treating me better at school."

"That's good." Mrs. Lawson said. "You got your pencil and pad?"

"Yes ma'am." Paula said as she sat with her legs across and smoothed her outfit.

"I got a letter for accounting department for you to take down."

"Ready." Paula said.

After Mrs. Lawson was done, Paula got up and organized his notes. "I'll have this typed up and have the mail room deliver it to the accounting department."

"Thanks dear." Mrs. Lawson said with a smile.

"Not a problem." Paula said as he returned to his own desk and the word processor to have it done up. His pointed fingers zipped along the keyboard and got it done quickly and made a call to the mailroom for a pick up.

When work was over, he went home and changed then met his friends at the local dance club in an Asian tank dress and flower sling backs. "How was work?" Paula asked the other girls.

"Don't ask." Veronica said in a fishnet body stocking and cut out boots with her satin and velvet suit. "We were all just talking about how terrible the day was.

"I got such a headache." Jane mumbled in her sash tie slip dress and high hi boots.

"Me too," sighed Diane in a three piece leaf body stocking under a body suit and half calf boots.

"Guess we can't all have wonderful bosses to work for." Paula said as she got a drink.

"Not the bosses, it's the jobs themselves." Jane muttered. "I can think of other jobs I would rather be doing than helping my father out at the mall. I never thought I'd ever say I was sick of being at the mall."

"Speaking of work, I saw the oddest jack-o-lantern on Mrs. Lawson desk. Instead of a tradition carved face it was carved into a panther cat image."

"That's the times for you." Jane smiled and took the book out of her purse. "There a book out for all kinds of new ways to do jack-o-lanterns out this year. My mom went with the good night moon image. Take a look at the book yourself. I was looking up some Halloween shape cookie ideas before you got here."

"I'm going to do a spooky ghost pumpkin." Diane said as she pointed it out on page three. "Gloria said she was going for the black cat pumpkin look."

"Nobody going for the haunted house look," asked Paula.

"We saved it for you to do." Jane smiled. "I thought you'd like it."

"That was sweet of you." Paula smiled. "It would have been embarrassing if we had two the same."

"Have you decided on a costume for the party?" Paula asked. "It's been years since we dressed up."

"I got a coconut bra, hula skirt, rainbow wristlet and flower headband picked out." Jane smiled as she took a picture of her in it from her purse wallet. "Look pretty good don't you think?"

"I got a roman toga with drape." Diane said then added. "I bought some new sandals just to go with it."

"Mom took me to the costume shop last night after work." Paula said then turned to Gloria. "I got a semi-transparent sequin harem dancer outfit and headpiece. What will you wear?"

"I don't know yet." Gloria said as her plus body made it hard to pick something out.

"Why don't we go pick something for you now?" Paula suggested as he paid for his drink and stood up from the table. The others nodded in agreement.

They soon got the costume shop. The woman behind the register counter was dress as a pirate queen dress with lace up body stocking jabot, slash and boots. "May I help you?" She asked.

"Just looking Veronica said as they saw disco girl outfits on racks in red, green and yellow colors. On the walls were pioneer costumes and car hop costumes. Other costumes on racks included medieval and other 50s style outfits.

A female customer stood before a mirror as a queen in a blue skirt, blouse with sheer sleeves, a hat with a veil and belt. She was with a guy dressed in a brown monk costume. After going through the racks, Gloria finally decided on a wench costume that was made up of a burgundy and white dress with a lace corset and mop hat.

"How did girls of that era breath?" Gloria wondered as Veronica helped lace her into the corset.

"Slow and shallow breaths I guess." Jane said as Gloria looked at herself in the mirror and decided to go buy it. "You go change while I pay for it for you."

The night of the party they met at Veronica house to get dress. "We look great." She smiled at her image in a full length mirror. "The guys will be eating their hearts out.

"Do you have a date?" Paula asked.

"No, of course not," smiled Veronica. "Why be stuck with one guy when their a whole party of guys to feast your eyes on."

"Ready to go?" asked Diane.

"All set." Gloria tired not to breath too hard.

As they drove to the dance, they stopped at a red light. They saw a guy dress as a greaser in leather boots, jacket, pants and white t-shirt with a woman made out as a 1950s dancer in a black stretch jump suit, belt with buckle and scarf. They were taking a series of kids across the street.

"Aren't the cute," Veronica cooed. She stared at the butterfly dress kid in a blue dress with net over skirt, wings and head piece. Beside her was a Harry Potter in black robes and glasses, sailor in satin shirt with attached scarf, satin pants, cowgirl in polyester dress with red sequence scarf, Minnie mouse in black leotard with attach tutu, black tights and hair bow.

"Forget that, look at them!" Paula giggled as a car pulled up beside them at the night. At the wheel was Brad with a woman's body dressed in a cheer leading outfit. "Hey Brad, joining me in the joys of womanhood?"

"This bodysuit is just my way of apologizing for the way I treated you for this past and a half." Brad said as he rubbed the back of his now rubber neck. "Care for a dance at the party?"

"Sure," Paula said with a blush face. As they light changed, both cars headed off to the dance. Both Paula and Brad walked into the place hand in hand to let everyone know that they were together. Paula friends went off to find some guys to pair up with. Something that was easier said than done.

They saw a guy in a blue original Star Trek shirt with silk screen insignia dancing with a woman in red original Star Trek insignia dress. They also saw a girl in a blue keystone cop dress with black pantyhose and two inch pumps dancing with a guy in a black and white horizontal prisoner shirt, pants and hat. A plastic ball and chain was on his ankle. A man in a roaring 20s Zoot suit was dancing with a blonde in a strapless ankle length dress that suppose to be a mermaid tail costume. Even the girls the school suspected as having a lesbian affair were dancing together. One in a purple and pink leotard with attached collar and skirt, black fishnet pantyhose and white four inch pumps while the other had silver shoulder length gloves with pink and silver leotard with attack skirt and collar. Like her friend she too had four inch white shoes. Even the band was dress as the cast from The Wizard of Oz.

"This isn't going to be as easy as I thought." Diane muttered.

"May I have this dance?" A pirate asked as a archer dress man and other mythical dress people came up and danced with the girls.

As the night got late, Paula fell for Brads charms. They started out with Paula making love to Brad in the costume like he was a woman. Paula later found Brad dropping the suit to his ankles and penetrating Paula's rear and then mouth with his penis. Paula thought he'd gag on the scum with it went down his throat. When Brad was done, Paula was left on the closet floor like a lifeless love doll.

"Have you seen, Paula?" Diane asked Veronica.

"Not lately." Veronica answered. "In fact, I have not seen her for awhile."

When they found Paula in the closet they helped him to the car. "You scored with him didn't you." Veronica giggled.

"Not how I wanted to remember my first experience." Paula tried to catch her breath the girls drove him home. "I especially didn't want it to be with a jerk like Brad. He doesn't mean anything to me."

"Sure he doesn't." Jane giggled. "Only someone you really like could get under your skin like he does."

"What happened?" Ashley asked as the girls got Paula hope. They let him collapse on the couch.

"Got a little rough in the closet," Veronica said without tack. "Good thing you don't have to worry about getting pregnant."

"Paula, made out with his first boy?" Ashley said with a look of confusion. "I know he was getting more girly, but I didn't think he was dating."

"He wasn't." Diane confirmed. "He met Brad at the dance. We were dancing and didn't see where he went, only found him after the fact."

"You mean it was rape?" Ashley asked with concern.

"It started out with him agreeing." Diane said as he recalled the conversation in the ride back to his home. "So it's a thin line between rape and not."

"Always the way," Ashley signed. "Worst when I was a girl."

It took some time for Paula to get over the experience. Performing her cheerleading routine and the games and after game parties helped. It was many parties before Brad even speak to Paula.

"I'm sorry for last Halloween." Brad said as they sat together on a log by a fire on the beach. "I don't know why I like you. What with you still being mostly a guy in body and all. Something about your personality fine I'm attracted to."

"If you didn't do what you did, you would look bad to your team." Paula said understanding. "I never understood how a single man thinks, but a group of hormone driving guys is another story."

"So how about a real date sometime?" Brad asked.

"Sound good." Paula smiled.

A few evening later Brad dressed in a white shirt and blue suit with tie while Paula dressed in a tan dress, stockings and pumps. They went out to dinner where Paula was happy to hear from Brad that he had great legs as he sat down and crossed them. As he mention his legs, Paula ran his hand along the smooth stockings and were glad to find no runs.

Paula got home and Brad's kiss at the porch sent butterflies into his stomach. He went inside to find his family had just finished dinner. He grabbed some plates from the table and carried them to the catch to help his mother wash them.

Things went great for some time between the two. Soon he was by his side when he went to have his operation in the hospital. "It's okay, dear. You'll come out the woman of my dreams."

"Thanks dear." Paula said as she kissed him.

"I'll be here waiting for you to come out." Brad said with only a part of him worried that something may go wrong with the operation.

"Now don't worry honey." The doctor said as Paula started to count backwards while gas put him to sleep. "I've done many of this type of operation without any trouble."

When Paula woke up, he was not totally a she. Brad was the first face she saw. Even before those of her parents, friends or big sister Jill. "Everything is alright honey. The operation was a complete success."

Paula turned to the flowers and balloons all reading IT'S A GIRL on it. She smiled and giggled weakly before falling back sleep. "She needs rest." The doctor said. "It's a tough operation that takes a lot out of a body."

"How are you feeling?" Ashley asked when Paula woke up again. She noticed the two of them alone. "Guess it's a girl, mom."

"It could be now." Ashley said as Paula stared with a puzzled look. "Some time ago when I wasn't sure if I wanted more kids or not I had some eggs frozen. While giving you a vagina I had the doctors install it with modern technology you're now able to have kids of your own.

"This couldn't be a better gift." Paula said as she got the strength to sit up. The two talked about how great Brad turned out to be and how Brad actually asked Richard if he could marry his daughter.

Over the course of the next year marriage plans were made. Soon Paula was walking down the isle in white with her father by her side. "Do you give this young woman away?" The priest asked.

"I do," replied Richard.

"Do you Brad take Paula to be your wife?" The Priest continued.

"I do."

"Do you Paula take Brad to be your husband," The priest said as he turned his attention.

"I do."

"You may now kiss the bride." The priest finished.

With a kiss, they ran out to the car and drove to the reception hall down the street. The wedding party sat at a long lacy table while the guests all took their individual seats. Clicking wine glasses got the love birds to kiss. When the music started the bride maids took off their shoes and danced in their ugly dresses and stocking feet.

"I wonder if they'll find Mr. Right in their dates to the wedding." Paula couldn't help bit think as he ran his so soft and delicate hand and polish nails over Brad's muscular hand. "Things couldn't be more perfect."

It was a year after their honeymoon night that Paula was about ready to give birth. She felt so helpless in the stir-ups with the doctor's cold hand up between his legs. "The test shows that it's going to be a girl." The doctor said.

"I wouldn't want it any other way." Paula said with a sigh of relief that the reports had showed it was completely healthy. "How about you, dear?"

"Whatever makes you happy my love," smiled Brad.

"I'll just be happy to get my body back to normal." Paula said as the doctor helped her to her swollen feet. She ran her hand over her large belly and swelled breasts before waddling into the bathroom. "I'm tired of needing help to get in and out of chairs. Not to mention the pressure on my batter making me pee several times a day."

When Paula finally did give birth to her daughter, the pain was beyond measure. She thought she was going to be ripped in two as she began to swear her thanks to her mom for giving her this opportunity. "Mom you better of just put one fucking egg inside of me! If I have to ever go through this pain again I'll be happy to show you what having your guts ripped out really feels like!"

"You don't mean it." Brad said as the doctor hushed Brad.

"A lot of women blame the father or parent at a time like this." The doctor assured Brad. "The woman feels like their living that part of the movie aliens where the creature burst through the person's chest."

"I see the head!" The doctor called out. "And now here comes the shoulders."

As Brad all but fainted at the look of the birth, the doctor cut the cord and had the nurse take her to get clean up. "Have you thought of a name?" The doctor asked.

Paula looked down at her fainted husband and panted from exhaustion. "Bridget is going to be her name."

As they three left the hospital for home, they lived Happily Ever After.

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