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able. Baily had obviously gotten used to wearing a bra.

Surprisingly, with all this "stuff" going on, he still had high grades. His test scores even improved during the weeks he was a girl. Were the teachers easier on the girls, or what?

The day before the Bride's mother was to finally leave town, she came into the shop and insisted that Bailey go to a private girl's college in San Francisco, the one her daughter went to. "And she married a lawyer!" she announced proudly. "Let me see what I can do to get her in. I know some people there."

Reluctantly Baily's mother agreed to "let her help." Somehow she had access to all Baily's grades and SAT scores.

"They have special scholarships for hard-working young girls like you." she told Baily before she left. Baily whispered to me in a depressed voice. "I'm going to be out of these skirts within 5 seconds after I see their car drive away!"

That was my old buddy!

How wrong he was. How short sighted his mother was when she made Baily "do it for two short days."

He was out of dresses the next day. Back in the sissy overalls for two weeks.

I was beginning to see what I'd call an "after-adress" mentality. When Baily had taken off his dress, he still sometimes displayed the feminine effects of wearing them. It was as if he had submitted to the constraints of femininity and now couldn't get back into the greater mobility and freedom of a male.

He still walked like he was wearing a skirt. He held his hands like he was waiting for his nails to dry. Little things that I was sure everyone noticed.

Then without notice, he appeared at school in a

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dress again. He saw my expression and moaned, "THAT woman is coming back! She loves this place so much that she's planning six weddings for her society club's daughters. There's even a debutante party planned in MAY!"

"What's that mean?" I asked innocently.

"I better get used to being a girl. . .”

Everyone now called him "her" at school. When someone made a mistake, we'd glare at them. The town's economy was at stake.

The first time I made the mistake in front of Baily, he looked agitated and shrugged his shoulders and turned his back on me. He walked away, showing off his wriggling fanny in the tight skirt he was wearing.

From that time on Baily's feminization continued with seemingly no end. Most of the new bookings were somehow related to that first wedding. Everyone was told to "Look up Bailey! She'll take care of you."

My sister said, "That type of work is better done by a girl anyway.

There were still a few jokes around the school. Somehow, he was elected to fill in for a cheerleader that left town. I didn't vote for him but a bunch of my buddies did...as a joke. His Mother made him join the cheerleader squad. The uniforms all came through the HOUSE OF BRIDES anyway.

I guess that being a cheerleader must have been especially embarrassing for him. He was a pretty good ballplayer and was now reduced to girlish antics on the sidelines.

He sure hated that revealing short uniform----it's skirt showed off a lot of smooth leg and even his panties when he jumped.

They were daring for our small conservative town.