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"I think that's fine. . .you must be very beautiful!" Dr. Schneider exclaimed with genuine sincerity.

"What?" The startled boy said. "I mean. . .thanks, that is, I'm told I don't look bad," he added modestly.

"Well I'm glad you told me Chris. You see it's important I know these things. I'm so used to working with pretty young men like you that I can tell. And it helps me when I'm doing my work. A cosmetic surgeon can mold a person's appearance in many ways. If I didn't know this charming aspect of your personality, I might fix your nose to look like a male model, but maybe now I can fix it in a way that will be. . .shall we say...more exciting for you when you want to express your feminine side."

Chris loved what he was hearing. His thoughts of going for cosmetic surgery had just turned from reluctant acceptance to enthusiastic desire.

"Really? You can do that?" he asked expectantly.

Chris

"Of course," The doctor replied as she examined his face again, "I can make you even more of a beauty than you are now. You just tell me how far you want me to go." shyly asked what had been on his mind for some minutes, "Uh, doctor...you said something about breast augmentation being reversible, didn't you?"

Dr. Scheider smiled. . .

Chapter XIV

With the end of the school year only several weeks away, everyone was in good spirits. Chris had his cosmetic surgery scheduled for the first week of summer. He didn't want to attend the Grad ceremonies with swollen, black eyes which are the usual after effects of such a surgical procedure.

Julian was in good spirits as well. He was starting to suspect that Suzanne had nymphomaniac tendencies. Ever since he started to dress for her she couldn't keep her hands off of him. If she got the chance, she would want him three or four times a day. She was always buying him little gifts.. .like gorgeous silk nighties, lingerie, makeup.

One evening when they found themselves alone in her house she made him strip and put on a frilly, little pink baby doll nightie. She madeup his face, tied his hair up with matching pink ribbons into two cute little ponytails, then proceeded to ravage him in bed. Of course he could think of worse fates!

MY SON, THE BRIDE -15

Julian's concern was that he was starting to really like "doing it" while dressed like a beautiful girl. In fact, it appeared that this was the ONLY way he would now get really satisfied. This couldn't suit Suzanne more.

Tani appeared "radiant" since his first date with Jeff. Whereas the two would only meet in Chemistry lab in the past, since their "date" last weekend they were seeking each other out between classes, at lunch and after school. There was a delightful nervous tension between them. Jeff whispered to Tani during lunch on Tuesday,

"Did you get a dress yet, I mean, speak to your cousin?" Tani looked at him a little baffled at first. Cousin? Oh, yeah! "Sure did. She said it's no problem."

"Great, what are you going to wear?" Jeff asked. "That will have to be a surprise," Tani teased, "But you'd better dress well yourself. I'm going very dressy."

In fact, Tani had spent hours agonizing over what to wear. He had quite a beautiful collection of female clothes. But he wanted this Saturday night to be perfect.

Thursday after school, he hurried over to his appointment at a nail and skin care salon. Once again, he was wearing a pair of skirt-like shorts with a billowy white blouse. As he drove to the salon, he slipped off his boy's penny loafers and put on a pair of 2" heel sandals.

At a red light, he applied a coat of red lipstick to his lips, and after parking at the salon, he tied his hair back with a white silk scarf. With these simple additions, he easily slipped from an androgynous look to a purely feminine look. It was okay either way at this salon because they knew Tani was a boy, but he enjoyed the feeling of presenting himself publicly as purely female.

He wanted to have his legs, arms, and eyebrows waxed a couple of days before the weekend. The waxing tended to leave his skin a little red for a day and Tani didn't want anything to detract from his look on Saturday night. The slight pain of waxing was one of the feminine facts of life that Tani accepted. It left his legs as smooth as silk. And considering the expensive stockings he was planning to wear on Saturday, he wanted his skin to be perfect.

Jeff was scheduled to pick up his "date" up at seven o'clock sharp. Tani had planned his Saturday preparations like a precision military scrimmage. Since most of his preparation was going to be handled by professionals, he started his day