BORN TO BE I'm not about to hide my legs in ugly male trousers. I'm a woman now, and I'll wear dresses and display my feminine assets to anyone who cares to look! Now, fix your makeup or I'll tell your father how you behaved!" I replied indignantly, unaware of why I was being so adamant.

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Then, softening my tone, I added, "You'll feel differently if you touch up your makeup and freshen your lipstick."

Ted glared at me, but slowly did as I suggested. To my surprise, he relaxed and his attitude softened as he doctored his makeup and lipstick under the watchful eye of the two men. He crossed his legs without adjusting his skirt as he had done previously. I even detected a slight smile as he glanced at the ogling twosome from the corner of his eye.

How had I known that applying makeup in public would have this effect on my son? Was my instinct brought on by the pills Bob provided or was it a result of my own experiences while dressing as a woman? Or something else?

Seeing his new attitude, I arose from my chair and smoothed the wrinkles from my skirt. When Ted followed suit, I led him around the mall mostly window shopping, but placing him on display wherever possible. He had to learn these things or he would never pass at school.

"Mom, can we go home? These heels are killing my legs," he begged as we strolled along the mall.

"Then, you must wear them more often to grow accustomed to them. Now, the next time you whine about going home, I'll leave you here. I'm sure a pretty girl like you would have no trouble getting a ride home with one of those cute guys from the restaurant."

His puppy dog eyes suddenly filled with fear and he was the perfect daughter the rest of the afternoon. He didn't even balk when I led him into the woman's bathroom.

When we got home, I told him to help me with dinner because he had to learn to cook. "Uh. . .okay," he meekly answered. I chuckled as he cleaned the vegetables.

"Hi honey," I greeted Bob when he returned from work. I patiently waited for my evening kiss and wasn't disappointed as he planted a wet one on my creamy red lips. Ted merely shrugged his shoulders as a sign of disapproval, but said nothing. I didn't care what he thought because I liked kissing Bob and planned to continue doing so.

As Ted prepared for bed, I instructed him to remove his top. His nascent breasts erupted from his chest like two small cones topped with large feminine nipples and aureoles. "Your panties too, we have to get rid of that nasty bulge

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"Freshen your lipstick, Barbie," I suggested. "Give it some time, you will feel differently about being a girl. It can be fun!"