36-TV FICTION CLASSICS

This tiny pill filled me with terror and anxiety. I knew it wouldn't kill him, but it might kill his maleness.

Six months went by. I was beginning to see changes in Kelly. He seemed to think of himself as a girl with feminine thoughts and feelings. He and Lilly were always together. They loved running around together, going to dances and doing 'girl' things.

Kelly's doctor had increased his dosage of feminine hormones, taking them for 25 days and 5 days off. This was to create a natural cycle of estrogens and progesterone. While still only an "A" cup, he was a full "A" headed for a "B". Weekends, when Lilly and Kelly were dressing to go out, I studied Kelly. His chest no longer looked like a boy's. Two pert female points brazenly sprouted out with a swelling curve that was beginning to be noticeable even when Kelly tried to hide them. (see picture)

Lilly celebrated thresholds as Kelly graduated from bra size to bra size. It was like birthdays, they just kept blossoming. From an "A" fully padded to a slightly padded, then to between sizes, an unpadded "A" to a padded then slightly padded "B". His face was beet red when I said, "More than a mouthful is wasted."

Kelly's face had been pretty enough, but it took on a new feminine glow. There was a difference in his eyes, which seemed to grow bigger and his voice became naturally high pitched and soft...a sweet girlish voice. His hair too took on a new softness and fullness, growing like weeds.

One night after a night dancing with Lilly, I asked Kelly, "What do you do when the guy gets fresh? Do you let him feel you?"

"No darling, but I could!" he said with a big smile. He unbuttoned his blouse and unhooked his white lace bra, to expose his little white breasts.

He had developed definite girl's breasts, soft little nicely rounded mounds with cute full pink nipples that stood out excitedly.

"They have grown several inches already and the doctor says that if I keep taking my medicine, they will keep growing until they are as large as any girl my age. My hips and thighs are larger, in a year my body will be established

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as estrogen based...my body will think it has always been a girl, I'll have an almost completely feminine body."

"Then what," I asked?

He went over to a table and stretched out on his side in a seductive feminine pose, well aware of his swelling hips, tiny waist and pert breasts standing out. "Then what?" he mocked, "Isn't that enough?"

He threw his bra to me saying, "Remember the CLUB??? You never know when you might get SHOT!".

I slipped the lacy garment around my chest stretching it to where it almost broke, finally hooking it in back. The lace cups were still warm from Kelly's soft flesh. The bra cups which fit Kelly snugly, hung wrinkled and empty on my chest. I felt embarrassed.

Kelly looked at me and said, "You didn't forget! Remember when we were kids?

I hadn't forgotten...I'd hoped he had.

My mind remembered like it was yesterday...

It was in my mother's beauty shop. Because it was a small town, it also carried a few clothes, everything from girl's to women's sizes. I grew up around the salon and had worked there since I was old enough to push a broom.

One Sunday Kelly came by in hopes that I'd get my work done early and could go out and play. We were all alone in the store...my mother had enough during the week, being open six days and all.

We were 14 then, both rather small for our age, I guess that's why we hung out together while the other guys were playing football. Even I was the last "chosen" in P.E..

It was a rainy day when it all began. I was finished with my chores of sweeping and cleaning. Kelly asked, "What are we going to do today...go to the arcade?"

"I don't have any money. We could go to my house and watch TV or play games?"

"Hey," Kelly said, "There's a bunch of stuff people have left here for goodwill. Let's go see if we can find some good stuff."