RELUCTANT PRESS

lace. The skirt was covered with lace bows and it had a small train of white silk, also covered with lace.

The two women guided it over my head and, with much fussing, adjusted it to my body.

"Perfect!"

"Exquisite!" echoed Cynthia.

I was seated at a small vanity table and Cynthia took the rollers out of my hair. She then combed, teased, brushed and sprayed my hair until it was to her satisfaction. A pair of earrings were hung in my earlobes; a white silk veil placed on my head; and Jacky put a large engagement ring on my left ring finger. Then, the women had me stand up while they stepped back to enjoy their creation.

"Honey, you are really pretty!" said Jacky. "If someone had told me that you would have turned out this good, I never would have believed them! Come, Dear, I want you to see how really pretty the new you is!"

Jacky took me by the hand and led me into a small parlor next to the room where I had been transformed. There was a full length mirror hanging on the wall and when I first saw myself in the mirror, I gasped!

I was beautiful, really, truly beautiful! The image staring back at me was that of a pretty young bride!

My light brown hair was now red with a hint of orange in it. It had been cut so that it fell to my shoulders and framed my face in a cascade of curls. My body had a nice hourglass shape to it, curving way in at the waist. The bridal gown revealed just enough of my boobs to hint at what could not be seen and the toes of my high heels with their painted nails peeked out from under the hem of my gown.

I could not believe that this vision of loveliness in the mirror was really me and I stared in complete confusion at the image before me. The person in the mirror was definitely a beautiful young woman, of that there could be no doubt, but she was me!

And I had always been a he, not a she!

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