RANSVESTIA

The hormones were doing their work. My breasts were starting to grow and I imagined my hips were a little rounder than they used to be. My skin had a new softness to it that I delighted in feeling. My face, too, had a smoothness and glow that made me feel truly feminine. Every day I was becoming more and more of a woman - both in looks and in feelings. Perhaps the most startling revelation to me was the morning when combing my hair that I discovered I didn't want to return to a man's world! I went into the kitchen that morning singing like a bird. When Helen asked what made me so happy, I told her. She smiled and said, "The Major knew what he was talking about, didn't he?"

One afternoon Helen said I was ready to become a blonde, and by dinnertime, my hair matched the other Greta's. It was another mile- stone in my life, because I discovered I liked being a blonde. I was happy that I no longer had to wear a wig. It really does something to a girl's ego to look in the mirror and see her OWN blonde hair!

The next day Helen called the Colonel, and the following day, he came to the farm on his first visit. I answered the door when he arrived. When he saw me, his eyebrows shot up under his cap visor. "My Gawd!" he exclaimed, "What a transformation!"

"Come in, Sir,” I said, and smiled as I held the door open for him. I was a little nervous, but he soon put me at ease with his compliments about my appearance. Helen came from the kitchen and greeted him warmly. They chatted happily for a moment, then Helen asked, "What do you think of Greta?"

"Helen," he replied, "I would never have believed it possible. I've never seen such a a complete changeover in a person.

"Wonderful, Sir," I replied. "I had some misgivings at first, but I'm quite relaxed as a woman now, and can talk and act with confidence. My voice has softened some, and Helen tells me it will improve even more." Helen excused herself to finish preparing lunch and the Colonel asked me several questions about my training.

"It's good to talk with someone else," I told him, “Helen is a wonder- ful person and we get along very well together. She's been wonderfully patient with me but a very exacting instructor. She has worked my fanny off- so much so that I just now realized that it has been over six months since I have talked to anyone but Helen." I was telling him some of the funnier incidents of training when Helen said that lunch was ready.