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58-TV FICTION CLASSICS #6

appointment to see why I hadn't changed back. I was a picture of femininity; ruby-tipped pointed breasts, voluptuously rounded hips and thighs, and shapely legs.

The doctor asked me to remove my cache sex garments. After much effort I stood there naked. The doctor said to the nurse, "Now you can see the value of severe figure training." I sat on the examination table, my smooth knees and ankles pressed tightly together. My small manhood hidden between my fleshy thighs.

My pulse and blood pressure were taken, and the doctor pronounced me in perfect health.

"But what about these," I said, pointing to my twin prominent and sensitive nipples. The doctor felt the breast area."

"As sensitive as a girl's. Chris, you should love having such provocative breasts."

"Yea, but I have to be a boy now. I can't go around with a figure like this forever. You have to do something to de-feminize me."

"I can give you a male hormone injection, however, I don't know if you'll like the side effects. Hair will grow everywhere, muscles get fat, etc. You don't seem to understand. It's not just your body. Your body changes have influenced your mind slowly over the last several months. If you want to re-learn the male role, it won't happen over night."

"You mean it'll just take time?"

"Maybe. Some boys unconsciously choose to be feminine. You make a very attractive girl. Can't you suppress your male image drives and realize you will be more comfortable as a young lady?"

"I know I'm small for a man but I like girls and want a family someday. I only get attention from men now."

"Chris, open up your mind. Lots of women would like a sweet soft mate rather than a macho man. Just because you're feminine doesn't mean women won't like you. Being feminine means you'll get attention from men but you can still be a woman without men. You think about it for a couple of weeks and if you want, I'll de-feminize you. But that doesn't mean you'll be masculine. I also could give you light doses of female hormones to keep you feminine, without killing your male sex drive."

As I dressed I thought of Lee. He was the perfect picture of femininity. I slipped on my lace slip, my bulging bra showing the last several months of full development. I easily hooked my bra, pulling the straps tight, making my

breasts even more prominent.

I thought, "At least I have a healthy body, even if the bulges are in the wrong places."

The second night back at school, I had a date with Sally. You can't imagine how I was looking forward to seeing her. That night I tried to be a man.

Sally and I went to a drive-in movie. I thought it would be a safe and dark place for her to get to know my male side. Once parked, I asked Sally, "Well, what do you think of me as a man?"

"Honestly Chris," she whispered, "Without make up, your face is a little drab. I don't mean you don't look attractive this way, it's just with makeup, your smile and eyes are striking."

"Yea, but at least you're with a boy and we can touch and hold hands." I took her hands in mine. Her hands felt soft like mine; they looked almost the same the only difference, I'd removed my nail polish from my still long nails.

Sally held our hands up together, and said, "You do have attractive hands, I bought a new red polish today you'll love. I'll let you borrow it." She gave me a look that said, "You're a girl too."

"Sally. I'm a boy, remember?"

"Sorry, I forgot, but I like you as my girl friend too; you're going to be a girl sometimes, right? Don't you enjoy being a girl?"

Confused, it seemed that Sally liked me as her girlfriend more than boyfriend.

We hardly watched the movie. Sally was nice, very nice. She seemed nervous about my apparent effeminate looks. She sat there in her light silk dress I watched her nylon covered legs and remembered how I enjoyed the naked feeling of a skirt and nylons. Her breasts were small, not even as big as mine. Her perfumed hair brushed her shoulders reminding me of my time as a girl. I knew I was as attractive as Sally.

Sally was warm but wasn't as passionate as on our first date.

The next morning I gave up. I knew at least for the time being I'd be a boy but for Sally, I would be a woman too. Would she want be to be a full time woman? There was no clear answer.