RANSVESTIA

"Would that be so bad?" I asked.

"Without a wedding ring," she replied, “yes.”

We fell silent for awhile, each buried in our own troubled thoughts. Later, neither of us could remember when it happened, but when our thoughts came back to the present, we were sitting very close to each other and holding hands.

"Sweetheart," I asked softly, "could we get married right away? I could use some of that greasy kid stuff on my hair, and I think I could control my voice enough to say 'I do'."

Her eyes were shiny with tears as she answered, "Please, Darling, let's talk this over with Uncle Henry. I'm sure he can help us with our dilemma."

"It had better be soon," I implored her, "because those hormones are working harder every day and soon I won't be able to pass as a man at all." I couldn't breathe for a minute or so when the full impact of what I had just said hit me! Because those hormones were indeed work- ing on me. My breasts had grown to the extent that I no longer needed 'falsies', my hips were rounding out nicely and my male muscularity was being covered with that small layer of fat just under the skin so that my body was becoming smooth and curvy. My skin had become femin- inely soft and smooth, too. Most surprising, though, was my voice. It had softened and changed enough that no one would ever suspect they were actually talking to a man. Listening to tapes of our training ses- sions, I could no longer recognize my voice as mine of a few months ago. Between the hormones and the conditioners we used on my hair, it, too, was as soft and shiny as any woman's hair could be. Every day I was becoming more and more of a woman and until this moment liking it.

Major Jones was almost right on one count. I hadn't thought about being a man for quite some time — and now I desperately wanted to be a strong, virile man to claim Helen as my bride as a man would. I was ready to junk the whole program, but I knew I couldn't wouldn't.

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"Right now," I told her through clenched teeth, “I wish I were a man again so I could propose to you properly, court you and marry you and care for you and our kids the rest of my life.”