James was doing his best to fit into his new identity but he still found it hard to relate to other girls.
He was doing his best to live out his new life.
But when he went into witness protection they never told him that they were going to turn him into a 17 year old girl and ship him out to the middle of nowhere to live with a strange family where he would be forced to mingle with their daughter and her fatuous friends.
He still saw himself as a 45 year old man and not a 17 year old girl.
He still like to wear baggy clothes and try and hide his feminine body but the woman he was living with who was now his foster mother seemed determined to make him dress a little bit more girly everyday.
This morning he relented and wore a pink top out in public but he refuse to wear a skirt and let her put makeup on him.
He could not understand why his foster sister was going to so much effort to hang out with her friends as they took him off to the local mall for a bit of girl time.
He did not see spending hours at the mall clothes shopping and looking at the local lads interesting but apparently that's what teenage girls did around here for fun which was boring the socks off him and he could not wait to be 22 again and be able to buy a beer as he listened to his foster sister wittering on down the phone.
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