Andrea had told him 'don't worry about it'! The form-fitting design of the knit fabric couldn't increase their apparent size that much, could it? Also, he noticed for the first time that his dark thumb-nail-sized nipples were distinctly outlined beneath the white material.

When the dress was in place, Chris was back in the chair as Caroline proceeded to remove the pins and rollers from his head. She brushed and styled Chris was

his hair until she was satisfied. surprised to notice how much his hair had grown in just the passed couple of weeks as the pageboy flip now swept his shoulders.

Caroline next produced the jewelry. decorative pin was placed over the left breast. Over the right breast she set a nameplate that introduced 'CHRISSY'. A thin silver necklace soon encircled his neck while one-inch silver rings were clasped to his unpierced lobes.

Finally, she pulled out a pair of white pumps with one-inch heels. Chris put them on, frowning at the potential pain they would cause his feet and legs if he had to wear them all day.

Caroline stood back and her eyes swept over him critically, then she smiled broadly. "My God, Chrissy! You look fantastic!" She jumped up and

down with glee and hugged him affectionately. Taking his hand she ushered him over before the full-length mirror. He cautiously crossed those few paces with short mincing steps, even in moderate one-inch heels, feeling the soft whisper of the dress moving across his hips and thighs. "OH, MY GOD!!" he mouthed at the reflection. The young woman he saw was absolutely gorgeous! Silver earrings flashed beneath the

shoulder-length pageboy. The red lips were perfectly formed and the light makeup gave the woman's face a warm healthy glow. The hour-glass figure that he had unconsciously provided by his

selection of the specially-made cinch-girdle was now outlined to perfection by the white uniform dress. And the breasts! Good heavens! They were small and pushed slightly together, but they were definitely very real, half exposed as they were by the low V-line of the dress. The mini-length hem and heels provided a long-legged view of smooth and surprisingly trim shapely legs. The image was that of an very attractive young lady

"You know? With a nice dress, instead of that plain uniform, and a little more work, you could be beautiful, Chrissy." Caroline stood aside

admiring her young friend.

His

"Yea," Chris breathed in fascination. male instincts seemed to be fighting a losing battle as he pondered the image carefully for a long while. "I guess I look kinda pretty. But, I don't like the earrings. They hurt."

"They look great with the dress though," she countered. "Of course, we could get your ears pierced at the salon. Then the earrings wouldn't hurt."

Chris ignored the remark, preferring to gaze in fascination at the mysterious stranger that stared back at him from beyond the glass. All he had to do was look down at himself to know that woman was himself, but he just could not believe that he, a young man, could be so convincingly female. It just was not possible, WAS IT?

For several minutes he stood transfixed until Caroline decided to interrupt his reverie. "Chrissy, it's time to go down for breakfast." She held his hand gently and, his heart pounding in his ears and his stomach jumping, they went to eat.

Mary was anxiously waiting for them at the office, ignoring the lateness of the hour. When Chris removed his coat, she stared at him in open wonder. "Chrissy! You look fantastic!" she