A Whole New You

by

Paul G. Jutras

 

Robert and Roger were more than brothers. They were best friends. At least Roger always thought they were. Roger worshipped his older brother athletic ability and wished he could be as manly as his brother was. Unfortunately his body not only burn off fat to keep him skinny, but no matter how hard he tried with his brother's weights, he couldn't build his muscles up either. Robert hated how his brother was teased in such a way he wished Robert could have been his sister instead.

During Robert's first year of college, he got a way to make Roger's senior High School year his best and most memorable one. The lab that his science was touring had been running tests on a new prototype suit for government. It still had some bugs to work out, but it was suppose to allow a trooper to disguise himself as anyone to the most microscopic detail. When nobody was looking, Robert slipped one of the suits into his back pack to bring home over the weekend.

"Roger, I want talk to you," said Robert as he sat on his old bed on their once shared bedroom. "You've never been very manly and have often wished you were a girl so you would be tease so much for looking like one."

"So what?" said Roger meekly.

Robert pulled out an suit that felt and looked like a pair of pantyhose but covered his whole body like the snow suits he use to wear as a little kid. Robert tossed the suit to his brother and told him to strip. "This suit was made by the government and would allow to to function was a biological female while wearing it."

"You're joking me." Roger said as he waited for his brother's serious face to crack into laugher at the dumb joke.

"I'm not fooling," Robert said serious. "Just try it on and mentally picture yourself as a woman."

Roger did so. As he did, he lost all feeling of his penis and felt only a void between his legs. He watched as his breaks swelled out in his hands to a nice C cup and a weight he was hardly expecting. "You'll get use to those as well as going to the bathroom sitting down." Robert said as Roger felt a tickle on his neck. Reaching back, he found his former short hair had just stopped half way down his back. "If you weren't my bro – sis- I'd date you myself."

"What about mom and dad?" Roger asked in a new high pitch voice and starring at a unfamiliar face in his wall mirror. "What about school?"

"You forget that I got into college on both a science and athletic scholiship. I've already hacked into the computer files and replaced all your files showing you were born female. Mom and dad let me do it knowing you'd be happy. The only one from school who knows the truth is the principal who agreed she wouldn't tell anyone. You have no friends at school and blend in the background as a forgotten face. Course with your new looks you'll have a date for prom with no problem."

"Thanks." Roger giggled femininely as he looked at a print out of his new ID as Roberta.

"It was the easiest name I cold think of." Robert said as his mother showed up at the bedroom door.

"You may be siblings, but seeing your sister naked isn't right." There mom said as he took Roberta's hand and took her to the spare bedroom. "When Robert e-mail me his plan I had the spare room set up for your new room. You'll find some nice skirts and dresses to pick from since you can no longer share a room."

"Thanks mom, but I'm still me under this suit." Roberta said as her mom shook her head and handed her daughter a bra.

"The nano-tech in the suit has completely bonded with you." Her mom said. "You don't take it off and if not careful on a date even get pregnant if you're not having your period. I'll teach you about periods later. Right now you have to re-learn how to dress yourself if your going to make some man a wonderful wife in the future. I know you're already good at helping me in the kitchen."

"Mom, you're the best." Roberta said as she ran her hands over her bare legs. Though her legs and bare feet look normal his love of seeing his mother in nylons had made the suit give her legs a perminiate feeling of nylons even when he wasn't wearing them. As she squeezed her toes into the carpet, she knew she would love her new life.

 

THE END

  

  

  

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