You Can Run, But Can You Hide?

by Tanya Lynn

 

My first reaction, when Mark told us of the murder, was panic. Had someone penetrated the security of the town? Then, logic started to set in. if there was a murder in a town like this, even among its own people, odds were it would be one of us, the protected. Mark took us home and said, "don't panic, but be prepared. You both know how to take care of yourselves. I'll let you know something as soon as possible". I told him, "I may be a 13 year old girl on the outside, but I'm sure I'm as good as anybody you've got with a computer. Let me know if you need my help". He said he would, and left.

I then went up to my room and my computer. I was able to get online, but it just wasn't enough for what I wanted to do. Besides, I was sure Mark and Tanya had all kinds of ways to monitor my usage I would have to figure out how to get around. I wasn't too worried- you don't get to be top computer geek for one of the biggest banks in the world. I turned on the computer and pulled out a case of CD-ROMs I had brought with me. It had a certain CD in it- some super anti-spyware I had developed. But, this was more than just that. It could show me as being somewhere else of my choosing instead of where I was. I thought I would use it to facilitate an escape if I needed it, but now, stuck in what looked like the body of a 13-year-old girl, I didn't know about that. But, as I was seeing, there were other uses for it.

I loaded the program and decided to look first for a website that a teenaged girl might go to. After finding a few, I set the program to one and then hacked into the DIA computer. This wasn't as hard as I would've thought. But, then again, I had been smart enough to watch when Tanya went into it and got her password. I tracked through until I got to our town. I went through to the personnel files when I found it was too early for there to be information on the case. I found Mark's file. He had been a top-notch agent until he married Tanya, and decided to settle down a little. He was still one of the best, but now did bodyguard work like with me. Then I heard a noise behind me. I thought I had locked my door, but I turned to find Tanya behind me. She said, "did you really think we wouldn't have extra hidden super security? You really aren't as good as you think, or are just too arrogant. Are you going to make us put a super parental filter on there to make you remember that you're supposed to be a 13 year old girl"? I blushed at being caught, and said, "no mom. I just want to help. She said, "get changed and we'll make supper. Hopefully Mark will be home in time". As I took off the blouse and jeans and put on a T-shirt and shorts, I marveled again at how easy it was. I did enjoy that I could do it freely and not worry about someone thinking I was a man. I went down and helped to prepare dinner.

Mark came home and as part of my being a girl, I went up to him and kissed him on the cheek and said, "hi daddy. Dinner is almost ready. Do you want a beer"? he said yes, and I got him one. I tried to pump him for details, but he said, "not right now. wait until after dinner". I fumed through dinner, but soon, we were sitting in the family room. He said, "it was a woman who started out as a man. She was now fully a woman, and was raped before she was stabbed multiple times". I watched all of the crime shows, so I was full of questions. I asked, "was it because of who she was, or just a rape? Was she still waiting to testify or had she decided to live here after she was done? Has the security here been penetrated"? He said, "we don't know about the security here. It's possible it was a rapist taking advantage of the situation here, or a hired killer making it look that way. There was one thing, though- on the wall, the words 'You can run, but you can't hide' were written in her blood". This sent shivers down my spine. I was glad I had the pistol in my purse. I was determined to find out as much as I could. I watched some TV and went to bed. As I went to sleep, I again reflected on how different it was to sleep in a nightgown and pair of panties that fit because I filled them out right. It was strange, but kind of nice as well.

My alarm went off at 7 in the morning. I thought, what the hell am I doing up this early? And then I remembered- Church. I got out of bed and took a bath, washing my hair. I shaved what little hair I had, and threw on a robe to go down for breakfast. Tanya was just putting it on the table and said, "I hope you are ready to get dressed up, young lady". I was actually looking forward to it. I had always gone for the teen look, but never in a fancy dress. I finished eating and went up to my room. I went into my closet and found the dress I wanted. It was a purple dress that came to just below my knees. I took off my robe and put on a bra, and then a pair of tights, and then a full slip. This was something I hadn't really worn before, so I enjoyed the silky feeling against me. I applied some light makeup and brushed out my hair, and put on the dress. I then walked over to my full-length mirror to get the full effect. It took my breath away. I knew I was going to turn a few heads, even in an outfit like this in Church. I went downstairs to meet Mark and Tanya, and they both gave me a long look. Mark said, "I told you she's going to be trouble- even when she is trying to look chaste, she's beautiful". I blushed at the compliment.

We got into the car and drove to a Church. I hadn't seen it yesterday. It was a beautiful building. The service was beautiful. They played some very modern music for the worship, and the Pastor (a woman) gave a very contemporary message. I felt like I would be comfortable talking to her. After church, we went to a local restaurant for lunch. It turned out we were meeting someone. We sat down with another family, a dad and mom and a boy of about my age. The father was the third grade teacher, and the mother was a cop like my dad. Tom, the boy, and I hit it off right away. It didn't take long for us to learn the truth about each other. He used to be named Tammy. He said, "I always knew I should have been a boy. When Mom received too many death threats to deal with four years ago after helping take down a major drug ring, we were offered protection. And, when my desire to become a boy came out, we were offered the chance to come here. Now, I am waiting for the right match for a set of male organs, and I will be whole". Now I knew who he was. He was the boy who was a match for me. I'm sure his female organs were sitting in a jar somewhere just waiting for me.

I was polite for the rest of the meal, but when we got home, I was furious. I stormed up to my room and practically tore the door off of the hinges slamming it. I practically tore off my clothes and then started slamming drawers open and shut as I looked for some boy's clothes. They were determined to make me become a girl permanently, or and I was going to nip it in the bud. I heard the door open behind me and saw Mark standing there. I turned on him and said, "you son of a bitch! You set that up"! He said, "yes, I did. You seem determined to fight yourself on this. And if you ever call me that again, we will ground you for a month. You will address your parents with respect". I said, "you're not my parents! I'm not a girl; I'm a 21year old man in what looks like the body of a 13-year-old! Why do you keep trying to force this on me"? I suddenly realized I was naked, standing there, and crying. I pulled on my robe and ran past him into the hall. I ran straight into Tanya's arms. She said to Mark, "I think it's time to show her the videotape. She really needs to see it now". Then to me, "put some clothes back on and come down to the den. There's something you really need to see right now".

I put on panties, and shorts and a T-shirt, but I wouldn't put on a bra. I had no choice with the panties- they were the only underwear I had, but I could wear as little feminine stuff as possible. They obviously noticed this as I came down the stairs, but didn't comment. I walked into the den, and sat down in front of the TV. Mark said, "you need to watch this tape all of the way through. We'll leave you to it and be in the living room. Let us know when you've finished". I put the tape in the VCR and sat in my favorite chair and turned it on. The first thing I saw was I, looking at the camera. The old me. The me on the camera said, "well, if you are looking at this, it is obvious you don't remember the decision I made here at the lab. Rather than tell you, I will show you on this tape how I came to the decision, and some of the process. It is the only way you will believe, and that we can be whole". The screen then went to a room where I was talking to a woman. Something stirred in me and I realized it was a counselor. The vague memory made me smile. She had helped me so much. On the screen, we were talking, and she said, "are you sure you want to go through with this"? I said, "yes. After all of our talks, I know that the real me is a woman. And, to have the chance to really start over as a 13-year-old is even better. I can grow up all over again, this time as a girl". I paused the tape. This was too much. But, the memories, and worse, the feelings came flooding back. My parents had been so willing to let me dress, but had been so outraged at the idea that I might really be a girl, that I had buried that part of me. The dressing, for them, had been just a compromise. Damn it! What was going on with me? I restarted the tape and saw clips of me right before the surgery and introduction of the hormones, and then after. The new me came on the camera and said, "the change hasn't been fully done yet, because we're afraid that I might have to go to court. That is the only reason why you are still in a reversible state right now. When all of the trials are over, then we can make the change permanent. But, for now, we can still begin our new life and be ready when the time comes. And, don't be surprised if you find Tommy cute. I met him here and already like him". I turned off the tape, and sat there for a while assimilating all of this. I heard the phone ring, and then someone picked it up. Then, someone left. I didn't pay much attention, because I was lost in my thoughts. I knew now that I wanted to become fully a girl as soon as possible. It kind of freaked me out, but it was true. I imagine this is what I had gone through at the lab.

I went upstairs and changed. I put on a very frilly bra, and some very feminine panties. I put on a pair of tights, and a pretty, frilly dress. I went back down to the living room and saw Tanya sitting there by herself crying. I ran over to her and said, "it's alright, mom, I did this to show you I want to be a girl". She said, "this makes me very happy, as it will your dad, but that isn't the reason why I'm crying. There has been another murder".

To be continued.

  

  

  

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