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gasped. They were belong to a female. couldn't be a guy.

luscious, full breasts that could only Some joke I thought to myself. This

"It takes time," the doctor said, "But I'm sure you would develop nicely. You are small and already have a lot of feminine characteristics."

I watched Victor get his injection. As the amber liquid entered his hip a glimpse of pleasure appeared in his dark mascara eyes. He licked his full red lips.

I still believed that this was all phoney and that the injection was probably just colored water.

The doctor turned to me with a second hypodermic and said, "Now young lady, if you'll just lift your skirt and lower your panties."

I looked at Victor who was giving me a reassuring smile. I guess this was where they thought I'd run from the room and give up. No way I'd fall for such a cheap trick. I had to make them think I liked 'womanhood'.

I adverted my gaze as the doctor approached with the injection, a wry but charitable glint appeared in his eyes.

"Well?" he said with a hint of annoyance in his tone. I stared, speechless, but lifted the skirt to my dress and pulled the tops of my panties down to my thigh.

My eyes widened as I felt the needle (a real needle) penetrate my hip. My heart pounded with anxiety, my insides tingled with confusion. The cool contents entered my body. Could I be wrong? Could this all be real?

I looked at the doctor and said, "That won't do too much will it? You know, take away my maleness?"

His voice was heavy with sarcasm, "Look. This just gave you a female hormone balance. Your body now thinks you are a girl, babe, chick, what ever you want to call it, but for a while you are chemically a female."

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"Oh you're going to love it," Victor said. "I promise.' I quickly pulled up my panties and smoothed down my skirt. It was like it didn't happen.

The doctor then gave me some pills to take and we left. As we walked to our car and met our wives, Victor watched my uneasiness with humor. Smiling, he whispered, "The first time your bra really fits you, you'll thank

me."

My hand went instinctively to the spot of injection. There was just the slightest soreness, barely a sting. This joke had left a mark.

At the car, Donna looked at Tana and asked, "Ready to give up yet? This is getting a little out of hand."

"You can always give up," Tana countered icily. Then to let Donna know that she had no thoughts of quitting, she added, "I'm beginning to like my new girlfriend."

At home I explained what happened at the doctors office and to my surprise, Tana said, "I thought they might do something like that. Even if it really was female hormones, I don't think it will hurt anything and your clothes will fit better. "My husband's going to have tits!" Then she wisecracked, "Amazing what money will buy."

Among my other emotions was a deep sense of shame, I flushed a rich crimson. I'd had enough of all this foolishness. I announced, "Tomorrow, I'm going back to my male clothes."

"No, you are not," Tana said. "This is now a matter of pride, and we are not going to lose. I know Donna and she's about to break. All we have to do is not look like we are giving up."

But, Donna didn't break and more several weeks went by with Donna and Tana sometimes acted like best friends and other times were bullheaded competitors.

Since Tana and I thought this was all a sting, I went with Victor weekly for 'hormone shots' and checkups. I felt funny the first couple of weeks and asked the doctor if the 'shots' could be causing it. I was queasy in the mornings, which quickly went away and I felt bloated, like a thin layer of water was just below my skin. My skin was silky smooth. I didn't feel bad, just different.

The doctor said there was some flu going around or it could be from the hormones. He gave me a shot of what he called 'proges' something that might help calm my system.

From the very first injection I felt I felt different. At first, like dishwater. I just laid around, my body tingled all over, I felt weak and bloated. Then just as I felt bad, I suddenly felt euphoric. I sat around taking to Tana for hours about nothing, and my voice slid upward into higher registers. For the first time in my life, I loved sleeping in, grooming, and romantic movies. Even the corny soaps could burst me into tears.