Inspired by Venus Envy comic strip scenes.

 

New Year Maiden

by

Paul G Jutras

 

Carl sat at his homework desk, filling out what seemed like a thousand forms. One of the most important ones were the papers that legally changed his name to Carol. His mother, Monica paced the room behind her son with breasts forms glued to his chest and blonde hair down to his shoulder. "Are you sure you want to go through with this, honey?"

"I may of been left back a year a school, mom." Carl said in his sweetest voice. "I'm eighteen now and you can stop me from being the gender I should of been born."

"I really wish you'd reconsider this." Carl's mom begged. "Changing your name, your school, you identity over Christmas break is such a major thing. If only your father was still alive to stop you where I haven't been able to."

"I made myself a New Year promise to start out to my true self and plan to keep that promise." Carl said as he stood in a pink with white lace night gown and kissed his mother goodnight.

"I do expect you not to go overboard on being feminine, young lady." Monica sighed in frustration at her son/ daughter. "Most girls these days are into sports and I expect you to join the soccer team when try outs come."

"Did you say something." Carl turned to his mom with his make up half removed and making him look like a clown.

"Never mind."

When Carl woke up the next morning, the first thing he did was take his shower. He spent a half hour on his hair and make up and another fifteen minutes shaving his legs. He wanted to make a good impression on his first day in a new school, so he picked put a lovely white blouse, blue skirt and brown loafers. As he slipped the shoes on he thought of painting his toes. Then decided to wait to see what colors were more popular colors.

Downstairs, Monica was struggling with breakfast, and Carl paused to give her a hand. As he did, he saw the look of disappointment in her eyes. "It's going to be all right mom."

"How about some bacon and eggs?" Monica asked.

"Sounds yummy," Carl as he made sure his breast forms were straight. "I'm not hungry. I'm too nervous about my first day of school."

"You'll be starving by lunch period." Monica said with gloomy eyes.

"I can live with that," Carl said. "I gotta get to school." As he left the house, his concern about his choice in outfit kicked in. As he walked with his books pressed against his breast forms, a strong wind blew up his skirt. He practically dropped his books in attempt to keep the skirt from raising and revealing his remaining manhood beneath.

Once at school, he sat down before the principal in a lady like manner. "Greetings, Carol." The principal said to Carl. "Welcome to Westwood High. Here we don't judge people on their past record," he said as he peaked inside and read why she was at a new school. "I see. Well... young lady, don't expect any special treatment because your a M2F transsexual."

"Of course not sir." Carl said as he shook in his seat. Thanks to the wind outside, he re tucked his manhood in his briefs and now he made himself uncomfortable. "If you don't mind, I'd like to get my books from the library and start attending classes."

"Very good."

On the way toward the library, Carl moved into the ladies bathroom. There he slipped into a stall; raised his skirt, fixed his tuck and smoothed the skirt out again. He stepped out of the stall and found he wasn't alone. A red head and a brunette were fixing their make up and washing their hands.

"Hi there, I'm Heather and this is Lesley." Heather said as Carl introduced himself as Carol to his new friends. "This is my first day here." Carl said as they stepped outside and sat on the bench outside the principal office. Lesley pulled out a photo of her boyfriend, Danny. "What do you think of this handsome little devil."

"He's gorgeous." Carl said as he felt himself get a hard on. He quickly moved his purse to his lap as his friends got up and started to walk away.

"Coming?" Heather asked.

"In a minute." Carl giggled girlishly. "I just remember something I need to do first. " He watched the girls shrug their shoulders and head to class while he headed to the library and got his new books before going to his first class.

"Shouldn't you be in class?" The principal asked as he opened his office door.

"I was so nervous before, I didn't realize how hot he is." Carl thought to himself before speaking. "I'm sorry sir. It's woman problems."

"Whatever woman problems someone like you has, I don't want to know." He said as he watched Carl take off for the library to pick up his books.

Most of the classes went over find. His only problem was when gym class came around and he stepped into Mrs. Shadow's private office to talk to her. "What is it you wanted to talk to me about?"

"I know I didn't want any special treatment." Carl said as he told her his little secret. "I would appreciate it if you could let me change in here."

"You're a M2F transsexual huh?" Mrs. Shadow said as he raised Carl's skirt. "Don't get a hard on just wearing women's briefs, huh."

"Hey!" Carl shouted as he backed away.

"Sorry, you're the first I met." Mrs. Shadow said as she realized she over stepped her bounds. "You can change here and shower after the others are done. I'll give you a slip letting you be late to your next class."

"Gee, thanks."

After a week of classes Saturday morning came and so did Carl's appointment with his counselor. He did his toes up in bright red and dressed in a black silk blouse an ankle length skirt with black hose and black three inch, open toe shoes. His first counselor; who was a man, didn't work out very well at all. He kept trying to talk him into excepting himself as a man. The new female counselor had been more understanding and honestly listened to him.

"So Carol," Carl's counselor said. "You got your name legally changed now."

"That's right, girl." Carl smiled. "Mom isn't happy at all about it, but I've never been happier."

"I'm just glad you're not thinking about taking your own life anymore." The counselor said as she took her notes. "I was really worried when you told me that you when you first started coming here. The separate sessions I've had with your mother has made her more understanding, I hope."

"Yes, hon." Carl replied. "She still wishes I'd reconsider, but I have to do what's right for me. She'll back me up with what I finally decide on."

"Then this should help." The counselor said as she handed Carl a piece of paper. "Here is a number and address of a doctor I've been in contact with. I've discussed your situation and how I feel you're ready to start hormone treatment. You should be able to get rid of those breasts forms soon enough."

"You're the greatest." Carl said as she gave her counselor a hug at the end of the hour.

Time went by and Carl was pretty well developed when soccer season finally came around. While most of the girls wore shorts to show off their legs to the guys watching them play, Carl kept his manhood still covered well with long pants. During try outs things were going fine. That is until one stray shot hit him in his new. Then a 2nd shot hit him between the legs before he could recover from the first show.

"Are you okay, Carol?" Mrs. Shadow asked.

"I'll be fine." Carl groaned in pain as he was helped to a bench on the side lines. "Just give me a moment and I'll be ready to be in the game again."

"That's the spirit, hon." Mrs. Shadow said, then whispered. "Bet you didn't expect just how sensitive your chest would become before the hormones. Don't worry, you'll get use to it in time along with the pleasure they can bring you."

It wasn't until a year after graduation that Carol flew up to Canada for a week in the hospital Her gay boss was more than happy to give her the time off she needed to have the operation done.. Her post-op tests had come out fine and recovered in bed with tubes hooked up under the bandages that would allow her to pee with. She was relieved with the bandages were removed and she got to see her female slit for the first time and use the toilet as a full female for the first time.

"You're a natural," Monica said as Carol was helped back to her bed from the bathroom. "If I wasn't told, I'd swear you were female all your life. You look fantastic."

"Thanks, mom." Carol said weakly as she spend her recovering time to catch the soaps on television, try out different types of nail polish with her recently bought pre-hospital outfits. Monica was a bit glum when Carol had the doctor take the family camcorder and film their mother/ daughter release from the hospital. Carol did look lovely in her white turtle neck, blue skirt, taupe hose and blue pumps.

"You're pretty quiet." Carol said as Monica drove her to the house she grew up in. "I want to thank you for letting me finish my recovering at home before returning to my apartment."

Monica was still upset with his son turned daughter and the choice he made. It was several years before they grew together to be truly mother and daughter. Then later best friends.

 

THE END

 

 

 

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