Patrick to Patricia                   by: Patricia Anne Anderson

 

I stop and reflect on on what happened to me when I was 7 years old. I was lonely and missed my twin sister so much. She had died when we were just little and we were very close. I came from a very large family there were 14 children and I was next to the last. My younger brother couldn’t figure out what was going on but even as young as he was he had an idea. Two of my older sisters decided one day to dress me up as a girl so they could see what my sister would look like. Now at the age of 21 I am contemplating being transformed completely into a girl. Something that I believe should have happened at birth.

It was a sunny morning when my sister came to me and asked if I wanted to play a game. I readily agreed as Was board and didn’t have anything to do. My sister Francis brought me into the bathroom and told me to get in the bathtub as she was going to run me a bath. I did as I was told and didn’t think anything of it because I had been naked in front of my sisters many times. Francis was 10 and my other sister who was home was 12 and we were close as sisters and brothers should be. The bath was drawn and it had bubbles in it and I loved it. My sister told me to soak in the tub for a while. My sister Mary came in and asked if I was OK. I told her I was fine and that I loved the bath. She smiled at me and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

I sat in the bath for a long time and when Francis came in she told me to get out and she started to towel me off. I was laughing because when she toweled off my private parts it tickled a little.

"Now stop that Patrick." said Francis.

"But it tickles sis," I said.

"I know it does little brother." she said with a smile.

When she was done she took my hand and led me to her room. My hair was still wet and with the length almost at my shoulders she started to put rollers in it. I was curious as to what she was doing that for.

"What are you putting those in my hair for Francis?" I asked.

"Well you will see honey." she said with a smile.

I wasn’t scared as Did love my sisters and they wouldn’t do anything to harm me at all. I sat still wrapped in the towel as she put the rest of the rollers in my hair. Then she took some setting gel and sprayed it on.

"There that will help set the curls Patrick and you will like it."

"I hope so sis, but then you know what you are doing."

As I sat there she took hold of my hands and started to shape my nails so they looked girlish. Then she put some pink polish on them and smiled. I was still in the dark and wondered what game they were playing.

"Sit nice and still while the polish dries sweetie." said Francis.

I sat as still as I could and Francis took the same polish and did my toe nails the same color. Then she started to put a light coat of make up on my face and a little mascara. I didn’t know what to think but I sat there and let her do what she was doing.

When that was done she turned me around and as I looked at the person in the mirror I was startled. There looking back at me was a pretty girls face. But I smiled in spite of myself. Mary came into the room and she told Francis to take the rollers out of my hair. When Francis took the rollers out of my hair and combed out the curls I was again startled. I had been turned into a pretty little girl. I wondered if this is the way my twin sister would have looked. When they were done with the make up and all that Mary took my hand and led me to her bedroom. There on the bed were several items of girls clothing including panties and a bra.

Mary told me to sit on the bed while she made soma adjustments. She slipped the panties up my legs and around my waist. The panties were tight and looked funny with my male parts sticking out.

"We have to do something about this Francis." she said pointing.

"Well I have just the thing sis, wait I will be right back."

Francis went into the other room for a min and came back with a roll of tape and a sanitary napkin. She told me to lay down on the bed on my back. She took my testicles and pushed them up inside me and did the same with my penis. Then she expertly tapped all of it in place. She even fashioned a sort of Libya with the sack of my testicles. I now looked like a real girl down between my legs. The panties were pulled back into place and you would swear I was a girl.

"Hmmmmmmm, not a bad job if I do say so myself." said Francis.

"Nope looks pretty good sis." said Mary.

Mary picked up a training bra and had me put my arms through the straps and she attached it in the back. It was flat so she went into her room and brought back what looked like cones. They were actually small breast forms that went into a bra to enhance a girls figure. She put them in the bra cups and I had small breasts, the kind that say a 9 or 10 year old girl would have. Next came the dress it was one of my sisters a party dress that had plenty of lace. It was light blue and made of satin and had puffy sleeves. I stepped into the dress and my sister zipped it up in back. Next she picked up the petticoat and had me step into it. Then she pulled it up around my waist and fluffed the skirt back down around it. She told me to sit in the chair while she put the ankle socks on my feet then she put a pair of her old Mary Jane shoes on my feet and attached the strap. When I stood up and went to look at myself in the mirror I was startled. It wasn’t me, it was a pretty girl looking back at me. I smiled and my sister took my hand and led me once more to the vanity. Mary took some lipstick and applied it to my lips and the transformation was complete. I would have to say that I liked what I saw. I smiled and stood up and did little pirouettes in the middle of the room. I loved the way the petticoats swished as I walked and I loved the feel of them against my legs. Mary and Francis smiled and then asked what name I wanted.

"What shall we call you?" asked Mary

"Gee, I think Patricia Anne would be nice."

"Then Patricia Anne it will be." said Francis.

I couldn’t believe how I felt I was actually enjoying what they had done to me. I looked like a girl of about 10. It was going to be a good day and I was going to enjoy my time being Patricia. For some reason I felt closer to my twin sister and my sisters.

"Now what will we do?" I asked.

"Well let me and Francis get dressed and we will go out and play."

"Do you think anyone will recognize me dressed like this?" I asked.

" I don’t think so Patricia, and besides if any of our friends come up we will tell them you are our cousin come to stay for a while."

"Well OK sis." I said.

I sat on a chair in the living room marveling at what they had done to me. I waited for them to come out. When they did they were wearing similar outfits. We looked like three sisters going out to play. One thing though they said they would have to get me undressed before mom and dad and Gary came home. We went out in the yard with some dolls of my sisters and we were playing when Thomas Franklin, a friend of mine came up.

"Hello Mary and Francis, where is Patrick today?"

"Oh he went over to our cousins house for the weekend and our cousin Patricia came here."

"Oh is this pretty girl your cousin?"

"Yes Tom, please say hi to Patricia Anne."

"Hello Patricia, say you look familiar."

"Well I should, Patrick and I could be twins ya know, we were even born on the same day."

"Hmmmmm, how interesting." said Tom.

Tom asked if I would be home soon and Mary said that I would be at my cousin’s all weekend. He took that excuse and said his good bye’s. As he walked away he asked if he could come back and see Patricia again. Mary and Francis both laughed and they told him he could if he wanted to. I had to laugh as he walked away and I giggled in a typical girl fashion. I had pulled it off, if any of my friends would recognize me it would be Tom as he was my best friend. We settled into playing like three sisters would. We played with the Barbie Dolls and even played jacks a game I loved to play with my twin when she was alive. We knew mom and dad would be home sometime that afternoon and so we played for a while and the girls told me they had to get me inside and get me back to being Patrick. I didn’t want to I loved being a girl and didn’t want to be that boy again.

Something in my mind told me that what I had become was natural. I wasn’t sure just how it was but I knew it was. That night when my parents came home I had to ask some questions. I was having a hard time being me any more. I wanted to be a girl in the worst way. My father was understanding when I started asking him questions.

"Dad, Why was I born a boy?"

"What brought this on Patrick?" he asked

"Well you know today when you and mom went shopping and Mary, Francis and I were here alone, well they dressed me up like a girl."

"They did what?" he asked.

"They dressed me up like a girl and I liked it."

"Oh my God, Mary, Francis get in here right now."

my sisters came into the room and they were puzzled at what dad wanted. They sat down on the couch next to me and were puzzled.

"What did you do today while your mother and I were gone?"

"Nothing dad," they both said.

"Well that isn’t what Patrick told me." he said sternly.

Both girls looked at each other and started to fidget in on the couch. Seeing as how Francis was 10 and Mary was 12 they knew something was up something they were about to catch hell for.

"So tell me what you did to your brother."

"Well father.’ said Mary.

I knew something was wrong because that was the only time she called dad father was when something was wrong and she was about to get into trouble.

"Well, we decided to play a game with Patrick today and he didn’t complain one bit dad." said Francis.

"What do you mean he didn’t complain?"

"Well he did what we told him to and he seemed to like what we did."

"You mean turning him into his twin sister?"

"Well, yes Father." said Mary.

"And what did you do little miss muffett?"

That was dad’s name for Mary when she had messed up. I knew something was about to happen but couldn’t tell.

"Well, we dressed Patrick up like a girl in my old party dress Father."

"And?" he asked.

"Well he seemed to like what we were doing and you should have seen his eyes father, he was happier than we have ever seen him."

"Hmmmmm, did anyone else see him like this?" he asked.

"Yes Thomas came over looking for him and of course he was dressed up so we told Tom that he was at his cousin’s and his cousin Patricia had come here."

"Well did Tom recognize him?"

"No dad, as a matter of fact he really thought he was a girl." said Francis.

"And do you plan on doing this again, it can lead to some serious consequences you know."

"Father we won’t do it again if you don’t want us to." said Mary.

Dad could see the tears in my eyes when she said that so he looked at me and asked.

"Patrick, what do you want?"

"Dad, I really enjoyed myself and I love being a girl."

"Well, this sheds a new light on the whole thing, you know I will have to talk to your mother about this and you know she isn’t going to like it one bit."

"Yes I know dad, but can’t we keep it our secret?"

"I am afraid not Patrick, your mother will have to know, and who knows what she will say."

"I know dad, but I like being a girl."

"Well we will just have to see what your mother has to say about it OK."

Mom was in the kitchen making dinner and she heard what was going on but didn’t say anything. Dad called her into the living room and told her to sit down. My brother Gary was really miffed about what was happening but just sat quietly. Then Dad told him to go to his room for a while. He really didn’t want to but a 5 year old won’t argue much especially with my father. Mom sat on the edge of her chair and called me to her. I was scared because I knew mom’s values and she was a very strict catholic. I reluctantly went to her side and sat on the floor. She noticed that I was sitting like a girl would sit and just looked at me funny.

"Now will some one please tell me what the hell is going on?"

"Well dear, it seems we have a little problem." said dad.

"What sort of problem honey?" she asked.

"Well it appears that we have another daughter or at least someone who wants to be anyway."

"I can imagine who." she said looking at me.

"Well it appears that Patrick wants to be a girl."

"He what????????" she stated.

"Well maybe he should tell you and then I will let the two girls tell you what they did today."

"Go ahead Patrick, what do you have to say?"

"Well mom, I feel like I should have been born a girl like Patricia was."

"And why do you feel this way sweetie?"

That was when Mary spoke up and told her what was going on.

"Mom, we dressed Patrick like a girl today and he loved it."

"Why in the world did you do that?" she asked.

"Well we were board and wanted to see what Patricia would have looked like had she lived."

"Go on please." she said.

"Well, we dressed Patrick in some of my old clothes and you should have seen it mom, he was very pretty."

"Hmmmm, I would like to see for myself and then I will make a decision."

That surprised even my father, he was rather liberal and could live with anything but mom was another story. I smiled and my sister came over to me and talked to me.

"Well Patrick do you want to get dressed up again?" asked Mary.

"Yes, I would like that Mary." I said with a smile.

"Well then lets go to my room."

I followed Mary and Francis to her room and they told me to get undressed. I was ready in a flash, I was getting really happy and I sat on the bed just waiting. I didn’t have to get my male parts taped up again because they were still taped. My sister Mary took the dress out of the closet and set it on the bed. Then she took the bra and the panties and other things out of her drawer. It didn’t take long and I was dressed in the same outfit that I had on that afternoon. I was happy and I smiled as I turned little circles in the room.

My sisters took me by the hands and let me to the living room. My father nearly fell out of his chair when he saw me enter the room. Mom’s eyes got big as saucers and she gasped. I curtseyed as I stood in front of them dressed in my party dress.

"Oh my God!!!!!!!" gasped my mother.

"Oh lord!!!!!!! gasped dad.

"Come here to me." said mom.

I went to stand by my mother and she hugged me.

"Oh Patricia, I have you back, you may be a male born but you are my daughter."

She had tears in her eyes as she hugged me close to her. Dad came over to where we were and he also hugged me. I started to cry and mom wiped away my tears and just hugged me even tighter.

"Oh my sweet little girl." was all she could say.

"Well it looks like I have lost a son, but gained a daughter instead."

"And she looks so much like her twin it is uncanny, but then they always looked alike anyway." he smiled as he touched my shoulder.

"Patrick are you sure this is what you want?" asked dad.

"Yes dad, I feel so much better and I am happy."

my mother was beside herself but she was happy I think. She took my hand and led me to the kitchen with my two sisters. She left us there and told us to finish making dinner. We listened to the conversation as we made dinner.

"Donald we are going to have to get him into some sort of therapy."

"Yes we are Eloise, he will need allot of it, there are going to be times when he is going to be confused."

"Well I will make an appointment tomorrow dear with the therapist where I work.’

‘That sounds fine hon."

"There is allot she is going to go through."

It was funny hearing my mother refer to me as her but I smiled when she did and my sisters giggled. We finished dinner but my sisters wouldn’t let me do much because of the clothes I was wearing. They didn’t want me to soil my new clothes. Mom and dad came into the dinning room and we all sat down. My little brother was staring at me and was very confused. He wanted to know who the girl was. my mom told him to be quiet and that he would learn about it later.

We didn’t talk much during dinner and I swear I could see my mom crying again and it perplexed me. It was getting late and mom told the girls and me to go get ready for bed. my sister Mary took me to her room and I got undressed but she didn’t put the things in her closet she took them to my room and put them away. She put the panties and bra in my dresser and the dress and shoes in my closet.

"Well this will have to change."she said as she looked at all the boy clothes in my closet.

That fact would be realized as soon as I came back from the doctor. Mary gave me a pretty little nightie to wear and one of her old robes. The slippers were a pair of her old ones that she didn’t wear anymore. They were Garfield slippers because she knew I liked that fat cat. We went to the living room where dad and mom hugged me and told me to go to bed and that I had a big day ahead of me tomorrow.

The next day when I woke up mom told me to get dressed but I was to wear my male clothes. She had made an appointment with a therapist where she worked. I was ready for anything but not quite prepared for what the therapist had to tell me. When we got to his office he greeted mom as if she were a long lost sister or something. He was a nice looking man in his late 40’s I would guess. Tall and very handsome I would have to say. I couldn’t believe I was thinking that way.

"Hello Eloise, how are you today?"

"I am fine Richard, this is my son Patrick he has a big problem that I think you can help him with."

"Very well Eloise let me take him to my office so I can talk to him."

The doctor looked at me sitting there and smiled. He pointed to his office and told me to go sit there and wait. I went into his office and sat in a big chair and just waited for him to come in. When he came in I was very nervous but I wasn’t scared.

"Well hello young man what seems to be the problem?"

"Well sir, I want to be a girl."

"And just how did you arrive at this?"

"Well I have always thought I should have been born a girl, I had a twin sister and she died when we were 5. I miss her so very much."

"What happened to have you think this way."

"My sisters dressed me up to look like a girl and it felt so good, so natural."

" Well there are allot of things to consider in this decision Patrick, you will have to start acting like a girl, you will have to start looking like a girl and there are your friends to consider, not to mention your whole family. Don’t you have allot of older brothers and sisters?"

"Well yes I do, I think that they would be able to handle it though."

"OK then I can do some things to get you started in that direction, I am also an MD and I can prescribe some pills for you that will start to change your body, I will also give you a shot that will start that process right away."

"What are you going to do Doctor and what are the pills?"

"Well the pills are a female hormone and the shot is a combination of both a testosterone blocker and a female hormone. Seeing as how you not yet at puberty the pills and the shots you will be getting will alter your body. You will start to grow natural breasts and your hips will get bigger and your skin much softer."

"How long will this take Dr. Richard?"

"As I said seeing as how you are not yet at puberty then they will be noticeable very soon. You will also have to come to see me once a week so that you won’t get frustrated with yourself. The changes you will be going through will really be troublesome."

" I don’t understand Dr. Richard?"

"Well, there are allot of boys out there with what they call Gender Dysphasia, which means that there is a female trapped in a male body. That is what you are suffering from now. You want to be a girl because you think you should have been born one. We will try to straighten that out but in your case I think that you will eventually become female."

We talked for almost two hours and then the doctor told me to wait there for a while. He came back with a nurse and he was filling a saringe with a pink fluid. He told me to pull down my pants and when I did he noticed that I was wearing panties. He smiled as he told me to bend over so he could administer the shot. It hurt a bit and it felt like my skin was on fire but I got used to it quickly. For some reason I felt really calm and I was happy. The doctor told me that the shot he had given me was a strong dosage of female hormones and what is called a testosterone blocker so that when I reached puberty I would not develop any of the male tendencies like deeper voice and facial hair. He also told me that my breasts would develop and grow like any normal girl.

When he was done he told my mother to come in and that every thing would be OK I was ready for my first step. He gave her a prescription for some pills and then told us he was done. He said he would see me in a month to check my progress. As mom and I left she told me that we were now going to go shopping but first we had to go get my ears pierced. I had never had my ears pierced although I wanted it done. She drove to the mall and we went into a salon where she went all the time. She brought me in and told me to sit and wait. In about 10 min a lady came over and she had a strange thing in her hand.

"Don’t worry sweetie this won’t hurt she said."

She put the thing up to my ear and I heard a popping sound and then something like a bee sting and she did the same to the other ear. She held up a mirror and there in my ears were a nice pair of pierced ear rings. A diamond stud in each ear and they looked good. Next the girl brought me over to a table and I had to sit while she manicured my nails and painted them a pretty pink. I could hardly believe what I saw, my fingers looked so dainty and pretty.

The next thing she did surprised the heck out of me. Mom made an appointment to have my hair washed, premed and set. We left the salon and headed for the main mall and I had no idea what she was going to do. The first place we stopped was a langeret shop where she bought me a bunch of panties and bras. She also bought me some night gowns and babydoll nighties.

We went to a dress shop next where she purchased several dresses. I was sort of embarrassed when I had to try them on and the sales lady just smiled at me. That being done and it being summer mom took me to a sporting goods store and bought me a couple of bathing suits one piece of course. All the shopping being dome and me being completely embarrassed we headed home. When I got home I would have the shock of my life. When we went to my room to put all my things away I found out that dad had completely rearranged my room. I now had a canopy bed like my sisters and a new dresser with a vanity mirror like there’s. My room now had pink curtains and my bed was decked out with pink and blue sheets and comforter.

mom took me to the dresser and we started to put my new clothes away. My closet was now empty except for a couple of dresses and things my sisters had put in there so I was all set for now.

The summer went quickly and I feeling more and more like a girl. It was uncanny how my body was changing. I went to see the doctor once a month as usual and I would receive a shot and get a prescription for more pills. I went virtually every where with my sisters even to the pool and the beach where I had boys flirting with me all the time. My hair was now shoulder length and it was styled like a girl. One thing the doctor was right most of my friends didn’t want anything to do with me any more and I had gotten some new ones. Mostly girls now and allot of them admired me for my convictions. The one friend that remained constant was Tom. He had always liked me even when I was a boy but now that I was becoming a girl he enjoyed my company even more and I his. I still loved baseball and all the sports but now as a spectator and as Tom’s personal cheerleader.

On my 8^th birthday my mother and father threw me a party to end all parties and most of my new girl friends were there. My two older sisters and some of their friends were there also. I invited Tom and he did come and he never left my side the whole time and I loved it. I got allot of new clothes and make up and even some dolls and stuffed animals to put in my room. When the party was over Tom wanted to stay a little longer so he could be with me.

"Patrick, I mean Patricia, why did you do this?"

"Well Tommy, I always knew I was meant to be a girl. When my twin sister died it was like part of me died."

"That’s OK I think I like you better this way anyway. And besides you are very pretty."

"Why thank you Tommy." I said with a blush.

We talked for an hour or so after every one else left and Tom was very interested in why I wanted to be a girl. My mother and father tried to explain things to him and he sort of understood but being an 8 year old boy he was still confused. He would learn more and understand in the future. When Tom left he gave me a kiss on the cheek.

"Good night good looking." he said with a smile.

"Good night Tommy." I said.

Mom could see that he and I had a special relationship and she smiled. She knew just how close we had been as boys and she was sure we would be even closer as a boy and a girl. That was yet to be determined as my future as a girl was still not set in stone.

"You like that boy don’t you sweetie?" asked mom.

"Yes I sort of do mom, he was the only one of my friends who didn’t desert me when I wanted to be a girl."

"Well that is nice sweetie, I hope you and he can be good friends. Now run along and get ready for bed."

I left the room and went to my room and for some reason I started to be a little lethargically. I remembered the past when I had so much fun with my friends. I got to my room and got out of the party dress and into my nightie. I went to the living room to give my dad a kiss good night.

"You know Patricia, I think that boy Tom likes you."

"Yes daddy, I think he does to.

"He is the only one of my friends that has stayed by me through all this and he even kissed me on the cheek tonight."

"That is sweet honey, but you must remember that he is a boy and they have certain things on their mind."

"Oh daddy, I know all of that, remember you told me when I was a boy."

Dad smiled and said he remembered. I gave him a big hug and a kiss and as I walked away he patted me on the rear. I was starting to feel good about myself. With school starting in a month I had to think about what would happen when I went to school as a girl.

Two weeks had gone by and Mom and Dad got some paper work in the mail and it concerned me. It was the papers for my legal name change. Dad called me in and had me read the paper work.

"Where in the party of the first part desires and has petitioned this court to legal change his/her name. Where upon the signature affixed to this petition shall be adjudged to be legally binding. Said name being his/her name until such time as it will be changed or till legally deceased.

Petitioner: Patrick Alan Chandler

Signature:___________________

Legally Changed Name: Patricia Anne Chandler

Signature of Parent or Guardian:___________________________

Signature of Note of Republic of California:_______________________

Of course i signed the paper work with out hesitation. Dad smiled as he also signed the papers and put them in an envelope to mail them back to the court. I was happy and dad knew it. Momma gave me a kiss and a hug and so did my sisters and I went off to bed. When I got into bed momma came in and tucked me in she used to do this allot when I was younger. It felt so good and the satin sheets on my bed were comfortable. Much better than the cotton sheets I had on my old bed but mom said that a girl should have something nice to sleep under and the satin sheets were so much cooler.

I drifted off to sleep and the dreams I had were needles to say very nice. I was finally getting to be the girl that I knew I was. The next month went by quickly and I was scared to go to school. My sisters assured me that all would be fine and that they would meet me after school and walk home with me. Momma was her usual happy self as she got me up to get dressed for my first day of school. She would have to go with me so that she could register me as Patricia Anne instead of Patrick Alan. I was excited yet scared at the same time.

As we went into the main office at school the secretary there looked at me strangely. Mom brought the papers with her that legally changed my name and my sex from male to female. The principle knew about the situation and he shook momma’s hand as he had us sit down.

"You know Mrs. Chandler that this is a unique situation. Patricia will undoughtedly run into friends she knew as Patrick and there could be repercussions."

"Yes I do understand that Mr. Carpenter, but Patricia is willing to face that, there is one friend that she had before that said he would stay with her."

"Oh which student is that?"

"Well it is Thomas Barranger, he has known about Patricia and has stood by her when all her other friends left and critisized her, I know of several times when Thomas even got into a fight defending her."

"Very well I will make sure that Thomas is assigned to all her classes except PE.
"That would be all right with me, it seems she has gotten very close to Thomas and he to her."

I sat there in my denim skirt and was actually nervous. Mom went on to explain that I had several Girls here at school who liked me and were also aware of my situation and they were friends of mine. Any 8 year old girl would love to be in this situation but I was also so nervous.

The principle called my classroom and asked for Paula Anderson, who was a good friend of mine and who also knew. When she got to the office she hugged me and we left to go to our home room. As we went into the room I heard a few snickers but nothing really bad. The home room teacher brought me to the head of the classroom.

"Class, this is Patricia Anne, now you are all aware of her unique situation and I want you all to treat her just like the girl she is.

She assigned me a seat next to Paula so that she could be close to me. I was feeling pretty good about myself until lunch time. Several of the boys that I had known came over to me and were harassing me. One in particular who’s name was Jeff started to say how I was a little queer. He started talking about how I liked to do things to boys and he was really abusive. When Thomas heard what he was doing he came to my rescue and the boys left me alone. I started to cry and Thomas told me not to as he wiped the tears from my eyes.

"Don’t cry sweetheart, I won’t let them do that to you again."

"Sniff, I know you won’t Tom but you won’t be around all the time."

"Well I will try to be for you Patricia, you know that."

When lunch was over I had to go to PE and I was so scared. The PE teacher met me at the door and told me that she had a special place for me to change if I wanted. I told her that I wanted to be just like the other girls. She smiled and told me to go find a locker. Paula was there at my side again and she and I shared a locker. I didn’t get any bad comments from the other girls. As a matter of fact most of them asked me questions about my changing from a boy to a girl. There was one her name was Gloria, she told me that she had a brother that liked to dress as a girl. I was curious and she told me all about her little brother who she played a game with. Her little brother was 6 and he had been sneaking and wearing his sisters clothes for a while. I didn’t really know what to tell her but she seemed to be interested in me. We became fast friends and so they called me and Paula and Gloria the three amigo’s.

PE went well and I did have fun it was afterward when we had to take a shower that I encountered the problem. I couldn’t take a shower with the other girls so the teacher made arrangements for me to take my shower after all the other girls were done. I knew that some day I would be able to take a shower like any other girl. But for now I had to do it this way. I did get to dress with the other girls however and when I put on my panties and tucked my male parts in the other girls looked at me strangely but didn’t give me a hard time.

Gloria and Paula would make sure that nothing would happen to me. After school Tom would be there waiting to walk me home along with Paula and Gloria. Now things were going pretty good and there were no more incidents with the boys at school not this year anyway. I did have a scare at my first dance that was held at school and I was surprised that several boys came over and asked me to the dance. I of course declined because I knew Tom would want to take me.

It was a sweetheart dance on Valentines day and my sisters and mom said I had to go get a special outfit for the dance. We went shopping and for the first time I was excited. We got to the mall and went right to the holiday dress shop where they sold all sorts of pretty party dresses. Mom said that I had to have the prettiest dress just like my sisters did at their first dance.

The lady that helped us smiled as she handed me several dresses. I went to the changing room with my sister Mary and she helped me. I had to model every dress for mom and my oldest sister. I picked a light blue satin and lace dress with lots of lace around the sleeves and the hem. Mom also bought a red petticoat for me to wear and some shoes that had a little heel. I had a hard time walking in them but soon mastered it.

The items being bought we left the shop and headed for the food court in the mall and there is where the first incident happened. I had to go to the bathroom and as I went to the place where the bathrooms were I was met by several of the boys I knew at school and they weren’t very nice. There were four of them and they grabbed me and pulled me into the mens room. I was scared and they told me that if I screamed they would beat the hell out of me. The first boy started to undo his trousers and as he pulled out his cock I got even more frightened.

"Come on now little sissy, lets see if you know how to suck a cock."

"Yea get her Vince." said another boy.

I was helpless unless someone came along to help me. That did not happen and my first experience with sex as a girl was very bad.

"Come here girl and suck on this for a while."

I didn’t do as I was told right away and I was smacked by one of the boys.

"Here, suck on this." said the boy as he shoved his limp cock into my mouth.

"Yesssss, that is it, suck it nice and I won’t hurt you." he said

I did as I was told and sucked the boys cock. I didn’t know what to expect but after a while he got hard in my mouth and I could taste a salty substance on my tongue. I kept it up till I felt him get stiffer in my mouth and then my mouth was filled with a salty slick substance that I figured was cum.

"Ah that is it suck all my cum, swallow it all and don’t lose any." said the boy named Vince.

Each boy in turn took advantage of me and came in my mouth. After a while I didn’t really care what happened as I was so humilified. When they were all done they told me not to say a word to anyone or they would kill me. I was scared and as I went back to where my mom and sisters were they noticed that I had been crying. I broke down and told mom what had happened. She was very mad and asked if I knew any of the boys. I told her that one was named Vince and that is all I could remember.

Mom went to the security guard at the mall and reported the incident and I had to give a description of the boys but the security said they would probably not find them. Mom kept holding me and my sisters kept swearing and saying they would find out who did this thing to their little sister. The boys were never caught and I never did see them again not even at school.

Dispite all that happened I still went to the dance with Tom. He was a perfect gentleman and didn’t do anything but hold my hand. All the girls came to me and said I looked simply ravishing and that Tom was lucky to have me. I blushed and smiled as they all gave me a kiss on the cheek. Paula and Gloria were especially proud of themselves because that afternoon before the dance they came over and helped get me ready.

Later that year I would get a chance to see Gloria’s little brother dressed as a girl because she had to stay home and baby sit him and she invited me over to help her. She had him get dressed and I thought he was cute. We spent the whole day together and John her little brother said he liked me and that he wished I was his sister too. That really made me feel good. The incident at the mall had vanished from my mind as if it had never happened.

The next few years were uneventful to say the least. The hormones and shots I was taking were changing my body. At 12I had started to develop small breasts and my hips were wider. My waist seemed to be getting smaller and my voice never changed it was high just like any girl. I was now in Junior high and enjoying life as a female. I had several boys who liked me and of course there was the ever present Tom.

I was beginning to get some respect as a girl. My sister’s and my friends saw to that. Tom and I were constant companions and I was beginning to think that he loved me or something. Oh he let me go to dances with other boys and I let him go with other girls but he always seemed to want to be with me. Don’t get me wrong I loved it and the attention he gave me. My breasts were developing at a frightening rate and my male parts were shrinking to non existence. It was discussed by mom and dad when I would go through the complete change. That however would have to wait until later. I was still going through transition and therapy. My therapist told me that I was adjusting very well and that I was looking especially pretty. That made me feel good and I smiled as I walked out of the office.

All the girls I went to school with never even questioned me any more about why I was doing what I was. The school officials were all aware of my unique situation and they understood. I didn’t even have to take separate showers any more in PE. The girl all accepted me and what I was. They didn’t even question any more about the things I had between my legs. As far as they were concerned I was a girl, a special one, but a girl none the less.

There was a dance coming up for Thanksgiving and of course Tom asked me if he could take me. The things that happened that night were non the less a turning point in my life and that is when I knew I was female and all female.

Tom picked me up as usual before the dance and as we walked out the door my dad smiled and winked at Tom. We walked the 4 blocks to the school and he held my hand all the way there. What he did before we went into the dance surprised me. He had never kissed me any where but on the cheek or the forehead but this time he took me in his arms and kissed me on the lips. A tender kiss that had me feeling giddy. I didn’t know what to do at this point so I just kissed him back. He was always there for me, always close, always my companion, my protector. He was indeed turning into a handsome young man. At 12 he was almost 6 foot tall well over my short 5 foot 2 inches. Every one said we looked good together and Gloria told me that she thought Tom was in love with me.

Tom took my hand and looked into my green eyes and said some thing that almost made me faint.

"Patricia, I love you, I have always loved you and always will."

"Thomas, what are you saying, I feel close to you, but love?"

"Yes Patricia, ever since I saw you dressed as a girl I knew you were just for me."

"Thomas, we are only 12, how could you love me, you might meet someone else when you get older, a real girl."

"No Patricia, I will love you forever, I don’t care that you weren’t born a real girl, I love you."

This sent me into a complete tizzy and I wanted to faint. No one had ever hinted at this, ever. Tom was really enamored with me. Don’t get me wrong, I loved it, the attention he gave me. The way he held my hand and the kiss he had just given me. I was dumbfounded. I liked Tom a whole lot but Love was something that never crossed my mind. We had known each other since we were little, but I was a boy then. This was another story a whole different situation.

He took my hand and we went into the dance. This time he stayed exclusively with me. He never left my side and held my hand or had his arm around my waist. I was actually in seventh heaven but what he had told me played on my mind the whole night.

Don’t get me wrong, I was happy, happier than I had ever been. My feelings for Tom were definitely strong. I had a liking for him that would last forever and I knew he for me.

We danced the whole night and when the dance was over he took me in his arms and kissed me again. This time I put my arms around his neck and kissed him back. I loved it. On the way home we stopped in the park and sat on a bench. We talked for as long time. That is when I did something that surprised even Tom. I put my hand on his leg and then moved it to his crotch and began to rub lightly. He just sat there with a stare on his face. He put his hand on mine and gently squeezed it.

"What are you doing Patricia?"

"I thought you would like this." I said softly.

"Well yes I do sweetie, but."

"What do you mean, But?"

"Well not here, lets go some place more secluded."

"Like where?"

"Well, the dugout at the playfield where no one can see us."

"OK lets go."

We walked across the baseball field and went into the dugout which was down below ground. I knew no one would see us there so we sat on the bench. As I rubbed his crotch he lifted my dress and began to rub between my legs. Of course I didn’t have a vagina like a real girl yet but what he was doing was turning me on. I told him to stop and went to my knees in front of him. I unzipped his pants and took out his cock, I could see he was well endowed even in this dim light. He started to get hard in my hand as I gently started to jack him off.

"Oh Patricia, my sweet bunny, don’t stop."

He always called me his sweet Bunny, and I loved it when he called me that. I continued to jack him off and then I bent over and kissed the tip of his hardening cock and it seemed to jump in my hand. I licked down the length of it to his testicles and I licked and kissed his sack. He moaned as I continued to lick the sensitive underside of his cock. Then I opened my mouth and slowly took the entire length in. I almost gagged as it went into my throat but held it back. I began to suck it as I bobbed my head up and down.

He was going nuts as I slowly sucked his cock. I could feel it getting harder in my mouth.

"Oh little Bunny, please don’t stop, that feels so good."

I couldn’t say anything because his cock was so big it filled my entire mouth and I had all I could handle just sucking his cock. It didn’t take much longer and I heard him moan and I tasted the salty fluid in my mouth. It ran down my throat and into my belly and I loved it. I sucked on him until he started to go soft in my mouth. Then I stuffed his cock back into his pants and zipped him back up.

"Oh my god Patricia, I can’t believe you did that."

"Well it just seemed natural Thomas, and I wanted to please you."

"Well you certainly did that hon." he said with a smile.

We cleaned each other up and left the dugout and headed home. He put his arm around my waist as we walked. I was feeling rather good right now, I had a boy who loved me, I was going to be the girl I wanted to be.

The days went into weeks the weeks went into months and Tom and I were getting ever closer. It seemed that my junior high school days were fun and fantastic. I did do things with Tom and he loved what I did. I was becoming more and more female.

By the time I was a senior in highschool I was as many said, very beautiful I was even nominated for the home coming queen but I declined. Gloria was also nominated and she was my best friend so I declined to let her have it. I did however get to be one of her princesses.

After the home coming dance Thomas took me off to the side and asked me something that literally floored me.

"Patricia, I am going to ask you something, you don’t have to answer right now but please think about it."

"What is that Tom?"

"Well my beautiful Bunny, would you marry me?"

The question literally floored me but I guess I was expecting it. Tom had been my constant companion for nearly 10 years.

"Thomas, I don’t have to think about it, I love you and yes I will marry you, but there is college I want to go to."

"I know that sweetie, we can get married after you graduate from college, I will still be here. And besides you want to undergo a full sex change and I want you to be all woman when I marry you."

He took me in his arms and kissed me and we walked to his car. He opened the door for me and I got in. We drove for a little while and I was holding Tom’s hand all the while. We went to the local spot where all the kids parked. It was a lovely spot overlooking the city. The lights were very pretty and I loved it when he took me here.

We got in the back seat of the car and as any teenage couple we started to neck. I loved the way he touched me, so tender. We kissed and kissed and then he started to feel me up. I loved it when he touched my pert nipples. They started to get bigger as he played with them. I was getting very turned on and I reached down to feel his crotch and yes he was getting very hard. I started to rub him through his pants and I unzipped him. I was now holding his huge cock in my hand and enjoying the feel of it. He in turn had raised my dress and was sticking his finger in the only hole I had available for now. I was beginning to swoon as he put two fingers in. I leaned over and put his cock in my mouth and sucked on it slowly. He was going completely mad as was I. I let his cock fall out of my mouth and rolled over in the seat. I took off my panties and let him manipulate my asshole. I could feel and orgasm coming on, my first as a female and I didn’t even have to touch myself as I came in my panties. Then I felt him get behind me and I could feel the head of his cock at the entrance of my rose bud. He pushed in slowly and as it went in it hurt and I screamed. He stopped what he was doing.

"Am I hurting you my love?" he asked.

"No darling, just keep doing what you are doing, I love it."

He continued to push his cock in and I was in ecstasy, it hurt but it felt good at the same time. Then he was all the way in, he stopped for a second and continued to hold my hips. Then he started to withdraw his cock slowly and then push it back in again. This went on for a long time, I think almost half hour or more. Then I felt him push in really hard and I felt the warmth of his sperm filling me up. I again had an orgasm, I was now a woman and I felt so good. When he was done he pulled up his shorts and trousers and fastened his belt. I pulled my panties up and smoothed my dress down. I could still feel his seed sloshing around inside me. We kissed and headed home and I had a glow about me that would please any woman.

When we got home my mother could tell something was up by the way Tom kissed me. She just smiled and told Tom good night. After he left she asked me what had happened and she told me not to lie to her.

"Well mom, Tom asked me to marry him."

"Oh my god, he didn’t?"

"Yes he did mom."

"And what was your reply?"

"Well mom I said yes but I wanted to wait till after college and after I have my sex change."

"Well that is good dear, now what else did you do?"

"Well mom, I made love to Tom, it was so good, I felt like a woman finally."

"Oh honey, you didn’t have to do that."

"Well mom I wanted to and I do love Tom."

We talked till late in the night and mom said she was concerned about what was going on but that it was natural for a girl and a boy to do what we had done but she wanted me to be safe and be careful. I understood and gave her a kiss and went in to change into my nightie. Even though I was now almost 18 mom still came in and tucked me in at night. I loved it and I let mom tuck me in.

"Good night my little girl." she said as she turned out the light..

"Good night momma." I said.

The dreams I had that night were needless to say filled with allot of love and tenderness.

It was fast approaching the end of the year where I would graduate and mom and dad were so proud of me. My sister Mary was there for the graduation. Of course Tom and I were together. The week before we had gone to the Senior Ball and I had an absolute wonderful time. Now this time Gloria nominated me and Tom for king and queen. It was a unanimous decision and Tom accepted gracefully. He was the consummate gentleman as he helped me up on the stage. Allot had happened in the last 10 years but I was now accepted as female. I was in love and I wanted to be with Tom. We had been friends when I was male and he fell in love with me when I started my transition.

We entered college at the same university and Tom was always with me. It is now my senior year of college. My surgery is scheduled for the month after I graduate and the wedding will be shortly after that when I recover from the surgery. I have never been happier in my life.

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