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we certainly are going to use it." She showed him where the employees dressing room was and told him to change into the things he would find inside. Willingly he entered the room. But what a surprise when he found there not just a simple dress as he had expected but a whole, com- pletely new feminine outfit with underwear, shoes, stockings and a beautiful, stunning summer dress. All this was really for him? But how to get into it. Never before had he made such a change. Thus it took him quite a time to put on the fine lingerie. And how difficult it was to get the nylon hose correctly rolled up and then fastened properly. With the bra and the dress it was already a bit easier and with growing pride he felt how the girl within him took over and began to gain experience. With a hesitant step he left the dressing room and entered the beauty parlor. Here Georgine had meanwhile cleared everything away and put it in order.

"What a surprise!" she burst out on seeing him. “I knew you would make a good looking girl, but I did not imagine you would be really this beautiful. Let's get started and let me take care of your face and hair, since there is definitely something lacking," she smiled.

Obediently he sat down and watched in the large mirror the wonder- ful process of putting on the most attractive makeup. And then the crowning step: the wig that was now his own. He hardly could believe his eyes. Was that pretty girl there in the mirror really himself. During these moments there, something had also changed within him. He be- gan to feel like a girl now. Thus the new question from Georgine didn't come quite so unexpectedly.

"What would you like to be called now? Since a girl as wonderful looking as you are couldn't possibly be named Richard, how about Renata? Alright?" Renata could only nod her approval, still com- pletely stunned by all that had happened in these last hours. Georgine asked her to wait in the front of the shop for a few minutes while she too would change into something different. Well why not?

Renata began in a feminine manner to leaf through the magazine that she found there, sensing a newly discovered affinity with the gra- ciously dressed ladies that were pictured in them. His cigarettes? Oh yes, they were still in the men's clothes he had left in that room. Walk- ing down the aisle he entered there again. But what a shock: his suit was not there and none of the other things! Someone had taken them. Here he was, trapped and without a chance to change back, even if he wanted to do so. What could he do about this now? With some annoy- ance and even a little fear; he awaited the return of Georgine.