RELUCTANT PRESS

I'm certain you've detected many changes in yourself, not only physically, but mentally as well. You have nothing to fear, your life is not in any danger. In fact, you'll never be sick again. You will enjoy perfect health and agelessness.

I guess I'd better start at the beginning; please bear with me. During the Roman conquest of Britain, there was a Roman general who was quite ruthless in crushing the Druids. The Druid high priests called upon the forces of nature to place a curse upon their enemy. Now, since Druids are one with nature, they just couldn't ask for his death. Instead, they asked that he have a long, healthy, and ageless life, while at the same time eliminating the threat he posed. The result was a curse that changed the general into a fully-functional woman with quite ample charms. The general disappeared, but his 'wife' lived on in ancient London.

That was the start of the curse. It has been passed down through the centuries. The cursed woman, a former male, somehow senses her death approaching. There is nothing she can do to control the situation. As she dies, she touches another male. The curse passes on to him. The male recipient immediately begins to change. He loses his ability to react sexually as a male. The desire is still there, but the body can do nothing. In fact, the body begins to change, and arousal now comes from males. Each day, masculinity decreases while femininity increases.

This happened to me and countless others over the past 2000 years. Now it is happening to you. It takes about four weeks for your body to absorb every trace of masculinity, leaving you horny but sexless, like a baby doll. During the following four weeks you will blossom, going through puberty as a girl until your body ripens into womanhood. You will then be a very beautiful female, a perfect specimen of femininity for a woman your age. You will not age nor ever be ill, until the day you pass the curse.

Already, you probably find yourself unable to respond as a male, and becoming aroused when around men. Get used to it. It will be a fact of life for you.

Life will not be all that terrible, although I'm certain you do not feel that way now. As you probably already know, I'm

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TWO LITTLE GIRLS

By JENNIFER SUE

quite wealthy. In fact, I'm one of the wealthiest women in the country. My will awards my entire fortune to one person, the last male to touch me before I died...you!

Please accept my apology for this terrible fate, but, like me, you will adjust. Neither of us had any choice in the selection. It's just difficult. You should be hearing from my lawyers in about two weeks. Good luck!

Sincerely;

Miss Jasmine Malloy

Mom and Grace thought the letter was some type of cruel joke. All I could do was cry. Cynthia sat by me and soothed me while she explained the changes I was already experiencing to our mothers. The mirth with which Mom had initially responded to the letter dissipated into fear as she ordered me to come to her so she could check out the changes for herself.

An hour later, I was being examined by an equally stunned Dr. Harvey. Blood, urine, feces, and tissue samples were taken as well as a complete set of x-rays. I was inspected, injected, and neglected as we went from one laboratory to another. The results only confirmed what Cynthia and I already knew. My masculinity was rapidly wilting for no apparent reason. Naturally, we didn't mention the curse...we didn't want them to think we were crazy!

In the end, none of the experts consulted could explain what was happening to me. Doc Harvey set up a series of appointments on Saturday mornings to keep an eye on the changes and to document them. Thankfully, he also gave me an excuse from P.E. class.

Now that I've written this all down, it makes weird sense. I'm not crazy, nor am I a faggot...

I'm just turning into a girl...just what EVERY redblooded American eighteen year-old guy wants to do!

On top of that, I'll remain a eighteen-year-old girl for the rest of my life!

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