17-year-old Jonathan who had caught the film virus through a contaminated blood transfer was not sure that he was ready to leave his room.
It had only been two weeks since he became a girl.
He did not know if he was ready for the world outside his room.
He did not know if he was ready to be treated like a girl.
He did not know if he was ready to have boys staring at him.
He checked his ass and squeezed his tits still in disbelief that they were his.
He took a deep breath and said to himself you've got to do it one day so it might as well be today.
He headed downstairs to join his sister and her friends for their trip to the mall.
His sister would help him pick out some new clothes and underwear so he did not have to continue borrowing herself.
His sister told him he looked beautiful.
She told him he had nothing to worry about.
She told him she and her friends would look after him.
She told him to enjoy himself and give himself to his new girly side.
He wasn't sure there was a girly side inside of him but he promised her that he would have a good time.
To his own surprise, he found himself enjoying shopping and hanging around with his sister and her friends.
He was surprised by how much fun it was.
He was surprised by how much he enjoyed himself.
He said to himself as he sat in the backseat with his sister heading home after their mother had picked them up maybe being a girl wouldn't be so bad.
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ReplyDeleteJonathan was 17-year-old boy. Barely 17-years old. That was barely 2 weeks ago. Or was it 3 or 4 weeks ago. Since it happen, since he is a girl. How could blood transfer could change a guy into a girl, actually girl both physically, and biologically one. What do I mean well if saw me a month ago, to now you would thought I was my sister which I have one. I am a girl , I look like a girl, I'm shaped like a girl, I'm even sound like a girl. I look like a girl. But do I feel like a girl, that I'm not sure, not really. My mother and sister said that I must except the fact that I am one now. They thought that I should jump into being a girl , like start to wear, skirts and dresses, and start to practice wearing heels, which all I didn't want, I accept I wear girls' clothes, as boyish or tomboyish as possible , I choice the most basic or simple the clothes or lingerie as possible. Which was cotton for lingerie you mean underwear I still can't said it or think it at times. I wore basically jeans cores anything that is considered unisex probably. My tops were basically ever guy or girl could wear. My shoes were sneaker or loather. My apparencies look either androgynous or girlish in appreances. But now I had to except the fact I am one. So I had bear with it. So when I came down stars, my was the first to see me. She said that I look , I admitted that I wasn't ready to I wasn't ready, for the other that what would happen , like when boys start to look a me as a girl. So she decided to go to the mall and shop for you for new clothes, like skirts and dresses, and few shoes you can't be like this all the time. So I was told to embrace my girly side of things. I knew she was right, because there were times, when I had those strange dreams a night. My days going to school. In skirts and dresses and heels, and apply makeup. And I started to have those feeling about boys, I tried to ignore even fight it. But an hour later me and my sister started to accumulate a Wardrope for me, she started with some new bras and knickers(panties). Basic skirts and dresses, and some hosiery and some makeup. I asked why some I need so much stuff. So much stuff no, my dear sister, this just the basic if you want to be more fancy we can do that she said. For a moment I said no thank you. He/she said. But we should find you something more fancier, I said no, then I agreed to something that some girl to wear when wanted to be more girly. So I agreed to one or two. A hated to accept the fact, Maybe I should accept the fact, being a girl. Wouldn't be so bad. About a month or two ago. I wasn't Jonathan, I was now Janice, then I was started to wear the basic skirts , and top as possible. THEN I started to apply makeup and wear the lowest heels then I practice on more higher heels like three-inch heels. Then I started to date guys with my sister. But my mother said no sex at all, well part of me, agrees with it, the other part the more girl wanted to so for the time. So being a girl is good. ( note why did the blood transfer cause it, was it bad blood or was it something within his/her genetic that cause it.)
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