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SUMMARY - This is the story of a young man who tries to find the popularity and finds something else more important in life, his true self. Enjoy.

Popular: approved of, being accepted, example, a popular girl

Jason Randall scanned the help wanted adds until his eyes fell on “the add”.

“Positions open for self-motivated persons with an expanding import-export company, MBA required. The starting salary 96K. Phone 800 567 8765, ask for Mr. Larson.”

Jason went to the phone and called the number listed.

The phone rang and a woman answered, “Quantum imports, may I help you?”

“Yes, may I have Mr. Larson?”

“One moment please, transferring.”

“Hello, this is Tom Larson.”

“Hello Mr. Larson, my name is Jason Randall and I’m answering the add listed in the paper and was hoping the position was still available?”

“Yes, there are still two openings available as we have already filled five placements. Tell me a little about yourself and if I like what I hear I will have you in for a formal interview.”

“Well, I graduated from the University of Iowa just this last spring with top honors. I’m one month shy of my twenty-first birthday and I would really like to have this job.”

“Did you say you are just shy of twenty-one?”

“Yes sir.”

“How did you get an MBA at such an early age?”

“I was an exceptional student and skipped two grades when I was young. When I entered high school I was only twelve years old, which made interaction with the other students rather difficult. As a result, I spent most of my time studying and entered university when I was sixteen. The other students being older than me didn’t want a young teen at their parties so I once again found myself studying to pass the time. I was able to interact with the students in class but as far as social events were concerned I pretty much kept to myself and as a result, I have my MBA.”

“You sound like a person that we might be interested in, can you come to Chicago this Friday for an interview?”

“Yes I can, what time?”

“Is nine AM too early?”

“No that would be perfect, see you then,” Jason said as he hung up the phone.

Wow, this is so cool, an interview already and I just graduated Jason thought to himself, what should I wear, I know, my gray suit, I wonder if it still fits?

Jason entered his closet and found the suit where he had hung it three years earlier. He removed his jeans and shoes and tried them on. Damn it fits perfectly, he thought. Jason was hoping that he had outgrown the suit.

Jason was a young man that never really grew very tall or large. Because he was so young in school he was always small compared to others in his class. Even as he grew he never really caught up to the other boys in stature, he didn’t become a manly man. If one were to describe Jason one would have to say that he was delicate. Jason always wanted to be thought of as rugged or chiseled or a strapping youth but it wasn’t to be, his mother would say things like, “you have delicate features or you have a petite build.” This wasn’t to say Jason was effeminate, he was just a thin man with if you will pardon the expression, delicate features. Jason also wasn’t very well-liked in school. 

The older students didn’t pick on him other than with the nicknames like twig or midget, things of that sort but they were never physically abusive. The only time he had problems was when there were dances. No one would go with him until he had turned fourteen and then because he was so petite the only girls that would go to the dances with him were, shall we say the least popular. Jason wasn’t able to take the pretty or cute girls but the ones that were having problems with their weight or were tall and skinny, the ones that in a few years would become models but hadn’t filled out yet. 

Even after he had gone to dances with the girls they didn’t want to date him again, he was just too young looking, too small, too delicate. It was a high school thing that turned kids into killers or turned them into stronger person and in this case, Jason became a strong person. Sure he wished that he had been popular but on the other hand he knew that some of the popular kids would end up staying in their small town in dead-end jobs and try to recapture their high school popularity and did not realize that once it was gone, it was gone.

Jason flew to Chicago and met with Tom Larson and was given the job and his choice of locations, Long Beach, California, or Houston, Texas.

“I think I will take Long Beach, I always wanted to see California,” said Jason.

“Well good luck young man, we will expect to have you on the job in two weeks. I don’t think I mentioned it but we are also providing you with a five thousand dollars moving allowance. This should make it easier for you to get settled when you arrive in California. Let me know when you arrive so I can alert your new employees.”

“Thank you, Mr. Larson.”

“Call me Tom.”

Thank you, Tom, I’ll be talking to you.”

Jason left Quantum and felt like dancing in the street. Wow, I have a job and a good one at that he thought, I can’t wait to start.

Jason flew home and informed his parents of his good luck and of the fact that he was moving to California.

“Jason are you sure you want to do this?” asked his mother.

“You’re kidding, aren’t you mom?”

“No I’m not, you’ve grown up in a small town and this is a big leap, you’ve seen how those people are out there, they’re all crazy, skating around half-naked and all the women have breast implants that look like melons and collagen lips and well you know I just don’t want you to change, you’re such a nice boy.”

“Mom, I’m not a boy anymore, I’m a man and I have to do this or I will remain a boy forever, trust me nothing is going to happen.”

“Are you sure?”

“Of course I’m sure and besides where around here would I start out making 96 thousand dollars a year plus a 5 thousand dollar moving bonus, don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”

“I hope so, I want you to call me every once in a while to let me know how you are doing.”

“I will mom, don’t worry I’ll be fine.”

Jason tied up all his loose ends and moved to Long Beach the following week. He was able to find a nice apartment near the beach. He had wanted one on the beach but even making 96K the amount of money required for such an apartment seemed a stretch. Maybe next year he thought.

Jason really had nothing to do so he started work a week early. His offices were near the docks in San Pedro and when he arrived he was surprised to find a small warehouse with a glass front. He walked through the front doors and was greeted by a young woman.

“May I help you?” she asked.

“Yes, my name is Jason Randall.”

“Oh my God, you’re the new manager?”

“Yes, I believe I am.”

“Come in here, let me show you to your office. My name is Betty Rosen. This branch just opened and I’m new here myself. After you get settled I will introduce you to the other employees.”

“Thank you, Betty,” replied Jason.

Jason followed Betty to his new office. He couldn’t help notice what a cute little thing she was. Betty was only four foot eleven inches tall and looked like she weighed ninety pounds. She sure wasn’t one of those buxom beauties his mother was worried about.

“Here’s your office,” she giggled with nervousness. She had expected a much older man, not one that looked like he could be her younger brother. The office wasn’t what you could call the lap of luxury; it had windows that overlooked the parking lot and not much more. Tom Larson had explained to him that this was a new branch and they would have to see how it performed before they committed to nicer facilities. Jason wasn’t disappointed because this was much nicer than college and it was his first real job.

“Thank you, Betty, how long have you worked for Quantum?”

“I was hired three months ago. I was the first employee in this area.”

“Are the people nice to work for?”

“Very nice as long as you do your job.”

“That’s good to know.”

The day progressed and Jason got to know a little more about Betty and the four other employees. Betty it seems was married to a man whom she met while attending college. She was twenty-four and had been married for two years. Her husband was a carpenter and they had no children yet but we're working on it she giggled. Jason noticed that she giggled a lot and was very perky around the office, no wonder she was so thin he thought.

Jason settled in and time passed rather quickly. The job he had was exciting, tracking goods and making a profit for the company. Unfortunately, he didn’t have much time to socialize, as he had to work quite late many nights.

About four months had passed and Betty entered his office to ask him for a big favor.

“Jason, could I ask you to do something for me?”

“Sure Betty, what is it?”

“Well, I’m getting together with a bunch of kids I went to school with for a costume party and I need a date and I would like to know if you would go with me?”

“Me? Why not go with your husband?”

“Because the company he works for has a large building project that has to be finished and he has to work overtime so they can finish on time and can’t take me. I asked him if he would be all right with you taking me instead and he said yes. You can dress at my house before the event and meet him so he won’t get jealous.”

“Okay, that sounds like fun, how do we have to dress?”

“Everyone has to dress as a famous couple, like Superman and Lois or Spencer Tracy and Catherine Hepburn or Roy Rodgers and Dale Evans. They award a prize for the most original and I was hoping to win this year.”

“Who do you want to go as?”

“I was thinking about Xena and Gabrielle.”

“You want me to be Xena?”

“Yes, you would be great.”

“What makes you think I would even consider dressing as a woman?”

“You really won’t be dressed as a woman but as a character, it won’t be that bad, Xena was kind of a macho girl and she even got to kiss Gabrielle once in a while, not that I’m going to let you kiss me and it won’t be that hard to do, you won’t have to wear heels or have big boobs, all that really shows are your legs and your shoulders, it will be fun.”

“I guess I could do it as a favor to you and it will give me an opportunity to get out of the office for a while.”

“Oh thank you, Jason, were going to have so much fun, and don’t worry I won’t make you ride a horse,” Betty giggled.

The day of the party came and Jason went to Betty’s home to get into costume. Betty had rented the costume from one of the many costume shops in the L.A. area. Jason was worried that it wouldn’t fit but Betty had described Jason to the clerk and he had assured her that it would fit nicely. Jason removed all but his boxer shorts and tried on the costume.

“Wow Jason, this fits perfectly. Thanks for coming over early so we could try it on. We’re going to have to do a few things before we go, however. Your legs look very nice except Xena didn’t have hairy legs so you will have to shave them and your underarms also. These boots should fit you but you can see your legs from the top of them up to your hips. You will also have to get rid of your boxers because they hang out and you can see them under your skirt and don’t worry about your breasts because the costume is very hard in front and it will look like you have them.”

“I can live with shaving my legs and underarms but all I have is boxers.”

“Don’t worry I’ll think of something, go take a shower and shave, and then we can get dressed.”

Jason entered the shower and lathered and shaved his legs and underarms and did his face at the same time. Jason wasn’t a real hairy person to start with and only shaved his face every five days. When he finished he exited and dried himself off. Staring at him was a pair of panties, not overly feminine but they were panties nonetheless.

“Do you want me to wear these panties?”

“Yes, and when you have them on I have a control device to hold you in so you look like a girl.”

Jason slid the panties up his legs and notice how smooth they were. He felt his penis twitch as they fell into place. That’s not a good sign he thought. He definitely didn’t want to get an erection, especially in front of Betty, calm down he said to himself.

“Ooh your legs look great, here put on this girdle,” Betty giggled.

Jason put on the girdle and tucked himself away. Betty asked him to put on the costume and then had him sit at her makeup table.

“I’m going to do your makeup and then I have the perfect wig for you to wear, your legs look great in that costume?”

“Thanks, just what a guy likes to hear,” Jason said sarcastically.

‘Better to have them look nice than all hairy.”

Betty proceeded to make Jason up and put on the wig. When she was finished she stood back and admired her work.

“Not bad, not bad at all, you look pretty nice. It’s too bad you’re a guy or I would have liked to have plucked your eyebrows but that wouldn’t fly at the office even though you are the boss, take a look.”

Jason looked at his reflection in the mirror.

“Oh my,” he stated, “I do look pretty good, I look like a girl.”

“I must say I did do a good job on your makeup, lets go show you to my husband and see what he thinks.”

Jason walked out into the living room where Betty’s husband was watching a football game on TV.

“Ron, what do you think of Jason’s costume?”

Ron turned and said, “Wow, you look really hot, for a girl I mean.” Ron looked and looked again, yes Jason did look hot for a girl, but then again Xena had been one of his favorites when he was younger as she had been with so many other young boys. Ron also curtailed any notion that he had to worry about his wife being out with Jason, he was just too pretty.

Betty went and got ready and she then drove both her and Jason to the party. She felt it would be best if she did the driving, as it might be a little embarrassing if they were to be stopped by the police.

Jason and Betty arrived and exited the car. Betty asked Jason to walk for her.

“Jason please take smaller steps, Xena was a superhero but she was also feminine. I don’t expect you to turn into a girl overnight but just a few things will help, as your walk. Make sure you place one foot in front of the other, there you go, much better.” Jason felt foolish walking this way but no need to make it obvious that he was a man.

The couple entered the hall and as soon as Betty’s friends saw her they ran up screaming.

“Betty you look great and Xena you’re perfect, I love your costumes.”

“Thanks, Jenny, you look great too.”

“You and Xena are the best costumes I’ve seen all night, you might win.”

“I hope so,” replied Betty.

Jason and Betty enter the room and much to Jason’s surprise there were many people there. He was introduced to many of Betty’s friends, only he was introduced as Xena and not as Jason. He found that he was enjoying himself much to his surprise. As the evening wore on dinner was served and then there was dancing afterward. Xena was a big hit with everyone especially the guys. Jason was getting the attention he had never had in his whole life. The music began and before he could react he was asked to dance by one of the men. He looked panicked not knowing what to do.

“Go ahead and dance with him Xena,” said Betty.

“I don’t dance well,” Jason said.

“Please dance with me, I don’t either,” said the man, dressed as Bogart.

Jason thought, how can I get out of this but since the music was fast, he thought why not, so he relented and followed the man to the dance floor. He began to dance and soon found that he was having fun. Much to his surprise, he found that not only had this man asked him to dance but guys were cutting in to have the privilege to also dance with Xena. Xena was having fun and she was popular. This was a new experience for Jason, being popular, being wanted, the only thing he didn’t like was that he was wanted by men and not women but the feeling of popularity was having an effect on him and he liked this new feeling. After a while, he started to tire and wanted to rest so his latest dance partner escorted him from the floor so he could sit and rest.

“Would you like something to drink?” asked Superman.

“That would be nice,” answered Jason. Jason didn’t have a very low voice so he sounded like a girl to the young man.

“What would you like?”

“Anything would be fine.”

The man left and returned with a gin and tonic.

“These are very refreshing,” he said.

Jason reached for the glass and felt the man’s hand linger on his fingers as he was handed the drink. Yuck thought Jason, don’t touch me like that, how disgusting.

“Thank you,” said Jason, “How much do I owe you for it?”

“Don’t be silly, what kind of man asks a pretty girl to pay for her own drinks?” He asked.

“Thank you.”

“Are you one of Betty’s co-workers?” asked the man.

“Yes, actually I’m her boss.”

“Really, what do you do?”

“I’m the branch manager for Quantum Imports.”

“Well, it’s nice to hear of a company that isn’t afraid to have a woman running things for a change.”

“Yes, it is a nice change.”

God this guy is trying to hit on me thought Jason, I have to get rid of him.

“I have to go find Betty,” stated Jason.

“I’ll go with you,” said the man.

“You don’t have to.”

“I’m not going to let the most desirable girl here out of my sight, let’s go.”

The man reached to take Jason’s hand to help him up. What do I do now he thought, be rude and ignore him or just give in and let him take it, I guess it won’t hurt me to touch his hand but that’s it, no more than that.

“Thank you,” Jason said as he was helped up.

“My pleasure.”

Now Jason had another problem, the man didn’t let go of his hand.

“Come on let’s see where she is,” said the man as he pulled Jason into the outer hall.

Betty was soon spotted and the couple went to her.

“Betty why didn’t you tell me you had such a beautiful boss?” asked the man.

“Oh, hi Bill, I see you’ve met Xena. I didn’t tell you because you’re the biggest flirt I know.”

“Well next time don’t keep pretty girls like this a secret from me, someone this pretty might make me settle down.”

“Bill I swear you’re the worse. It’s getting late and Xena and I have to get home because my husband will wonder if you finally swept me away.”

”Well as long as Xena is around he won’t have to worry about that.”

“Come on Xena time to go home, nice seeing you Bill.”

“Good night girls and nice meeting you Xena, by the way, what’s your real name?”

Oh shit he wants my name thought Jason, he bought me a drink and he might have a problem that I’m a guy dressed as a girl, think, think, what name can I use?

“Tiffany.”

“Well it’s nice to meet you, Tiffany,” said Bill as he lifted Jason’s hand to his lips and kissed the back of it before he let go. Jason almost peed his panties at this point, oh shit, oh shit, let go, please, thought Jason.

“Come on girlfriend let’s go,” said Betty.

Jason and Betty went to Betty’s car and when they got in Betty went crazy and couldn’t stop giggling.

“Oh my God if I didn’t see it I wouldn’t have believed it, Bill thought you were a girl, that was too funny, he’s a nice guy but such a flirt, did you have fun tonight?”

“I have to admit I did. Life is so different when viewed from a girl’s perspective. I’ve never had attention like that before, there was something magical about it.”

“You’re not falling in love are you?”

“Gag, be serious, I thought I would pee my pants when he took my hand and help me up, and then he wouldn’t let go. I meant that it felt nice to be popular for once in my life.”

“Well if you would get out more often and meet some nice girls you would be popular, I know some nice clubs you can go to, just get out once in awhile and you’ll see.”

Jason and Betty arrived at Betty’s and Jason removed the costume and Xena was gone. Much to his surprise he rather missed being Xena or the popularity of being Xena. Maybe he would do as Betty suggested and go to the clubs and maybe he would find popularity there.

Several months passed and Jason found his way to the clubs every weekend. Each time it was the same old story, he would ask a pretty girl to dance and it was always the same, “No thank you, I have a boyfriend or I’m sitting this one out” The guys were all buffed and handsome and had no trouble getting a dance while poor Jason never did and he knew why, it was because he was, well, “delicate.”

Jason was sitting at his desk one day looking morose when Betty entered his office.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“It’s nothing.” 

“Come one Jason I know you better than that, I know when something is bothering you.” 

“I don’t know Betty, it’s just that I’ve been going to the clubs and I can’t even get a dance. I was just remembering how popular I was when I was Xena and the fun I had, I just miss that feeling.” 

“Don’t let it get you down, I’m sure things will turn around, now let me see a smile.”

Another week past and Jason was still in the dumps.

“Jason, I can’t stand this anymore, I’ve got to cheer you up.” 

“I’m sorry Betty there really isn’t anything you can do unless you have a girlfriend that will go out with me or we went to a costume party every night and I was Xena again.”

“Wait a minute, hold that thought, I can’t think of any girlfriends but maybe you have something there. You obviously can’t be Xena every night but you could be a girl and be popular again.”

“I don’t want to be a girl, I just want to be wanted and accepted.”

“You would be wanted.”

“Wanted by men, no thanks.”

“But you would be popular and besides all, you would have to do is go dance and have a little fun for a change and get that gloomy look off your face.”

“I don’t know if I could do that and interact with men that way.”

“It would just be dancing and I would be there with you to make sure nothing happened that you didn’t want to happen, come on let us try this weekend and see what happens.”

“Let me think about it, you’re sure I would be safe?”

“Of course, you will be with me and Ron and he will protect you, so don’t worry, everything will be fine.”

“I’ll think about it.”

Jason thought about Betty’s suggestion for several days and finally decided he would do it, he would go out as a girl against his better judgment. The next day Jason told Betty of his decision.

“I was hoping you would decide to do it, this is going to be so much fun, you wait and see. I’m going to have to get some clubbing outfits for you and make you over. This will be a little work but I know you can handle it. This weekend I want you to come over to my house and we can get started. Tomorrow I will measure you so I can buy a few items to start with and then after we try this and go out one weekend and if you like it, we can go shopping for a real wardrobe.”

The next day Betty measured Jason and determined that he was a size eight and had a thirty-four-inch chest. He wore size five men’s shoes so she determined that he would wear size seven in woman’s shoes. She asked Jason for some money to shop with and told him to come to her house on Friday right after work.

Friday came and Jason’s stomach was churning all day. I hope I’m doing the right thing he thought, what if people think I’m gay, I’m just dressing like a girl to go dancing, I don’t even want to hold hands, I just want to dance. By the time Jason reached Betty’s house, he was a nervous wreck.

Jason rang the doorbell and Betty opened the door and pulled him inside.

“Hurry come on you have to take a shower and shave like you did last time. This is going to take some time so hurry,” Betty said excitedly.

Betty’s excitement seemed to calm Jason so he went and showered and shaved, then exited the shower and dried himself. Lying on the counter was a pair of satin panties that seemed much more feminine than the last pair he wore.

“Betty,” he called, “Aren’t these panties awfully feminine? What happened to the last pair I wore?”

“They’re supposed to be sexy and they are really an undergarment called a gaff. When you put them on pull yourself back and tuck your balls up into your body. When you do you will look like a woman.”

“How do you know that?”

“Because that’s what they said when I asked for instructions when I ordered it.”

“Where did you find it?”

“I went online and bought it from Glamour Boutique.”

“What kind of place is that?”

“A place that men can go to get help to dress, now hurry up we have work to do.”

Jason did as he was told and when he did he did indeed look like a woman from the toes to his belly. Jason entered Betty’s bedroom.

“You look great, now come over here so I can put on your bra.”

“My bra?”

“Of course silly all women wear bras so their breasts don’t sag.”

“I don’t have any breasts.”

“You do now, open that box on the bed.”

Jason opened the box and saw two breasts staring at him. He picked one up and felt it quiver in his hand. When it did he gasped and dropped it on the bed.

“What in the world are those things?”

“Silicone breast forms. I want you to look and feel as much like a girl as possible and having nice breasts is the fastest way. Don’t complain too much, they cost a fortune. Now come over here and let me show you how to put your bra on.”

Jason let Betty put his bra on and insert the forms. He couldn’t help notice the weight of the forms.

“These are kind of heavy aren’t they?”

“They weigh the same as real breasts, now you know what women go through for their whole life because real breasts don’t just come off. While I was out I picked up a club outfit for you so you will be able to practice what you will be wearing. This is a camisole; it goes on under your blouse so that it doesn’t cling to you. Besides that a camisole is sexy and guys love looking at a pretty girl in one. I bought this skirt and blouse for you. The skirt comes to mid-thigh and the blouse is high enough that it won’t show cleavage but low enough that guys will try to see your breasts. Sometimes it is sexier not to see something than to actually see it. I also bought you a wig that is cut in a short style, it is cute and sassy, and the guys will love it. I’m going to make your face up now and while I do I want you to pay attention to what I do so you will be able to do it yourself with practice. Tonight I’m going to have to pluck a few strays from your eyebrows, when you were Xena your brows were fine but if you are going clubbing they will have to be shaped.”

Betty started to pluck Jason’s brows, just a little but enough to make them feminine looking. She then applied his makeup, put on his wig, and had him face the mirror.

“What do you think?”

Jason looked and looked and then he looked some more. He didn’t see a boy looking back but a cute girl, one he would have been proud to dance with. She wasn’t going to be a model or a movie star but she was cute.

“Wow Betty, I look like a girl.”

“”You’re supposed to look like one, I didn’t think you wanted to look like a boy with a dress on. Now lets put the rest of your clothes on and see what we have.”

Jason put on the camisole, blouse, and skirt.

“Oh shit, I forgot, here put on these panty hosen and then I have a pair of heels for you to wear. Sit down and I will show you how to put the hose on, like this, roll the legs down to the toe and then roll them up to your leg like this, see how they stretch, perfect, now the shoes.”

Jason slipped on the shoes, a pair of black pumps with three-inch heels.

“Now stand up so I can inspect you.”

Jason stood and promptly fell on the bed.

“How am I supposed to stand in these?”

“Stand slowly and try to balance, don’t jump up like a guy, that’s why women rise elegantly when they stand, because of the heels, now try again.”

Jason tried again and he was able to stand by himself. Betty asked him to walk toward her. Jason tried, so help me God he did try, but what a disaster. Clump, clump he went feet apart sliding and lifting and clumping all the while trying to balance himself on the tiny heels.

“Oh my God Jason you’re a mess, this won’t do. Sit down and watch me walk, see small steps, one foot in front of the other, balanced on the balls of your feet, use the heel to rest your calves, not to walk on or you will break an ankle, now stand and try it again.”

Jason stood and did as Betty told him to do; he took tiny steps, walked on the balls of his feet rested with the heel and one foot in front of the other. Jason definitely wasn’t going to get a modeling contract walking the way he was but it was better than the first time he tried.

“That’s much better Jason, however, there are a couple of other things you are doing wrong. First, when you sit down keep your legs together, you are showing the world your underwear when you sit and when you get up your legs are to remain together, remember you are a woman now not a guy so if you stand like you just were, it will be like putting a sign on you that says “man”. I think we had better practice making you a lady for now and then we will decide when to go dancing.”

Jason practiced all day and was pretty good by the time the day ended, but he still needed more practice, especially walking. Sometimes he would sway too much and other times he walked too much like a man.

“Jason, I’m going to video myself walking and I want you to take the tape home and watch what I do and then tape yourself and compare what you do to what I am doing. When you look like me when you walk it will be time to go dancing. You can take your clothing home so you can practice looking like a girl and while you’re at it practice doing your makeup. You had better change before you go home, I don’t think your neighbors would understand a girl going into your apartment while you were away.”

Jason changed back into his boy clothes and felt a twinge of disappointment, he liked the way he felt when he was dressed as a woman, his boy clothes felt so, how could he describe it, rough, plain, not sexy, dull, he almost wished he could wear his clubbing clothes home.

“Thanks, Betty, I’ll practice and maybe I’ll be able to go out next week, see you Monday.”

Jason did indeed practice, every day after work for hours, walking, sitting, standing up, and putting on makeup. By Friday he had accomplished his task and was walking and sitting like any other girl his age. His makeup skills needed more work but they were passable. He couldn’t wait to tell Betty.

“Betty, I’m ready to go to the clubs. Can we go this Saturday?”

“Sure, let me hear you talk, like a girl”

Jason talked but sounded like a boy with a high-pitched voice.

“Jason tomorrow I will teach you how to talk like a girl and then tomorrow night, look out world here comes Tiffany.”

Jason and Betty both giggled when she said that, a feminine gesture that wasn’t overlooked by Betty.

The next day Jason was at Betty’s once again for voice lessons.

“Jason when you talk, use your hands more and you have to use a wider range of voice, almost like you are singing, let’s practice. We will have a conversation and I will help you.”

Jason and Betty talked and talked until Jason sounded just like the girl he was becoming.

“Jason we have to get ready, you shower first because you take longer to get ready and don’t forget to shave, nothing looks worse than a pretty girl with stubble.”

Jason showered and dressed but let Betty put on his makeup. This night she used more than she had before. When he was dressed and ready to go and looked in the mirror he gasped.

“What’s wrong?” asked Betty.

“I look hot, I look like I’m all legs and my face, God, I look hot!”

“You’re supposed to look hot, remember you’re on a quest, you’re a woman now and you are looking for a man, a man to seduce. When a man sees you, half of your work is over when you look as good as you do now.”

“I don’t want to seduce a man, all I want to do is dance.”

“They don’t know that only you do so don’t say anything and live like a girl for a few hours and enjoy yourself. The best part of all this is that you will have free drinks all night long. Here take this purse and put your I.D. in it with some makeup and let’s go.”

“What happens if they look at my I.D. and notice I’m a man?”

“They won’t, believe me, you’re too cute.”

Betty, Ron, and Jason, now Tiffany went to the club and Betty was right, even though they were carded the bouncer couldn’t keep his eyes off of Tiffany all he saw was the date of birth. The threesome made their way to the bar and Ron purchased them a drink. It only took about five minutes before Tiffany was asked to dance. She felt confident in herself and accepted and it was off to the dance floor. Betty watched as Tiffany walked with the man and noticed that her walk was perfection, almost as though she had been born a girl. Tiffany returned and was asked immediately again for a dance and then if she wanted a drink. She accepted and sat with a handsome man and talked about the usual things people talk about in clubs like this. Tiffany was getting caught up in the attention paid to her and she loved it. There were no overt moves on her, the men were polite and she just turned them down if it was something she didn’t want to do. All to soon the evening ended with one last dance, although this was a slow one and before Tiffany could refuses her dance partner pulled her into his arms. He pulled her tight wanting to feel her body against him. Tiffany was in a panic, what should she do? She looked around and saw the other couples dancing and tried to mimic them, by putting her arms around the man's neck. God she’s hot, he thought, I hope she comes back here again. The dance ended and the man led Tiffany back to the table and left her with Ron and Betty.

“Tiffany, did you enjoy yourself?”

“Oh God Betty this was the most fun I have ever had, I want to come back again, please?”

“Of course we can come back, we can’t leave all these guys hanging, I think they are in love,” Betty said in a teasing way.

Jason knew she was teasing him but he was also on a high from being so popular. I can’t wait to get a high like this again; I can’t wait until next week.

“Can’t we come sooner?”

“No, we have to work and you would be a mess if you stayed up too late, next Friday is soon enough.”

“You’re right, I’ll show some patience.”

“How did you feel about the last dance? You were dancing pretty close to that guy.”

“When he pulled me into his arms I thought I would puke, and then I looked around and saw how the other girls were dancing and I wanted to look like them so I put my arms around his neck. After a little while, it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be, it was actually kind of romantic, I only wish I was dancing with a girl instead of a guy.”

“Well maybe after next week you might want to dance like a guy again and come out as Jason, we’ll see how it goes.”

“Maybe so, being a girl is so much fun but having to dance with guys is kind of yucky to me.”

Betty noticed the feminine words that Jason was using but didn’t want to say anything because the more he got into this role-playing the more likely he would continue to pass.

“I’m glad you had fun tonight and next week will even be better because you will be more comfortable with yourself and be able to relax more easily.”

“You’re right it will be more fun.”

The threesome returned to Betty’s and Jason changed back into a boy and drove home to dream of being that popular girl again.

The week seemed to drag; Jason could hardly wait for Friday to arrive. The only thing that kept him from going crazy was the phone call from Tom Larson to tell him that their branch had exceeded the company’s expectations of growth and revenue in the L.A. area by forty-five percent. Because of this, they were going to increase Jason’s salary by twenty-five thousand dollars a year. Jason was beside himself, a raise like that already, he couldn’t believe it. This only increased Jason’s need to celebrate, luckily he had only two days to wait.

Friday came and it was back to Betty’s to dress.

“Betty, I was thinking, could you get me some more clothes? I hate to wear the same thing over and over.”

“Jason, I was wondering when you would ask me that. You’re becoming more of a girl and you are acquiring a need to shop. This is a big step for you but I can’t always do your shopping so tomorrow I will take you to find some more clothes.”

“Thank you, you’re such a sweet friend.”

This evening Ron had to work but trusted Betty to take Jason on her own to the club so she did. The evening went wonderfully and the girls danced every dance except Betty only danced the fast ones, but Tiffany danced all the slow ones too and found that she enjoyed them as much or more than the fast dances. There was something intoxicating about holding another person close and laying your head on his chest, it was dreamy.

Tiffany and Betty drove home and talked about their shopping adventure the next day.

“Jason, have you decided what you want to buy tomorrow?”

“Well, I was looking at the other girls and.”

“Did you say the other girls? Are you a girl now?”

“No that’s not what I meant.”

“Oh, you were watching the other girls and want to be Jason again and maybe dance with them?”

“No that’s not what I meant either, I was watching them and wondering what I would look like in their clothes. I noticed styles that I want so bad and tomorrow I will buy them, after all with my new raise I will be able to afford them.”

“Atta girl, spoken like a true female. How did you feel dancing the slow dances tonight?”

“I, uh, well uhh, you know, I, I,” Jason stammered and turned red not knowing if he should say how he felt, he felt popular and he felt pretty, “I guess okay.”

“Come on girlfriend, I know how you felt, you felt protected and wanted and you liked it. There is no shame in that, you’re a girl, you should love feeling that way.”

“You’re right Betty, I did feel like that and it made me feel wonderful. I shouldn’t feel like that since I am a man, but when I’m Tiffany I feel so wonderful, so wanted, so popular and I love it, am I wrong to feel like this?”

“Oh honey no, right now you are a desirable young woman and you should feel like one. If tomorrow you were dressed like Jason and felt that way then maybe there would be a problem, but tonight you are Tiffany and Tiffany should enjoy her femininity.”

“Then I will.”

Jason slept that night in Betty’s spare bedroom and only after she gave him one of her satin nighties. He donned the sexy garment and went to bed with a new feeling of femininity that wasn’t going away this night. He still felt popular even though he was alone in bed, but even more, he didn’t realize that it wasn’t popularity that he was beginning to crave but something else.

The next morning dawned and Betty was out of bed like a shot. She ran to Jason’s room and knocked on the door.

“Jason hurry, the mall opens in one hour, get up sleepy head, and get dressed.”

Jason opened his eyes and wondered where he was and then remembered that he was in Betty’s spare bedroom dressed in a gorgeous negligee and feeling wonderful. He asked himself, do women feel this way every morning when they wake? He stretched and turned to exit the bed, he looked at his legs peeking from under the negligee and thought, not bad, not bad at all, actually, they are kind of sexy. Jason exited the bed and went to shower. Before he did he called Betty.

“Betty, what am I going to wear, I can’t go shopping looking like Jason and I can’t wear my clubbing skirt?”

“I have something for you in the bathroom.”

Jason went into the bathroom and saw a pair of women’s jeans and a casual top for him to wear. Jason showered and dried and the put on his gaff and dressed. Betty did his makeup only less than at night, put on his wig. The only shoes he had to wear were his black pumps but they looked okay, as his men’s shoes wouldn’t have gone with the outfit he was now wearing.

Jason and Betty talked about what he should buy.

“Did you see anything last night that you would want to wear?”

“God yes, everything looked so cute. I need new shoes, you know the kind with the straps that go everywhere?”

“You mean sandals?”

“I guess that’s what you call them, I saw one girl with a pair that had the highest heels, they were so sexy.”

“Oh I saw them too, yes they were sexy but they aren’t for you.”

“Why not, I can get used to them, like you say just a little practice.”

“Because there is a saying for heels like that, they’re called come fuck me shoes and if that’s what you want then we will buy them, but for now I think you had better stick to three-inch heels and look sexy and not like a girl on the make.”

“I see your point. I guess this girl thing is getting too exciting for me sometimes.”

“Don’t worry that’s what I’m here for, to keep you a nice girl,” Betty giggled.

The girls arrived at the mall and the shopping began. The first stop was Nordstrom’s where Jason found several mini skirts and a very cute little dress made for dancing. Next came the tops to go with the skirts. Jason found a tube top he just had to have but Betty stopped him.

“Why can’t I have it?”

“You can but you won’t be able to wear it, you have no boobs.”

“I have these things,” Jason said as he pointed at his breasts.

“I know you do but you can’t show them like real breasts because that top is made to show a lot of cleavages. Remember last night, the girls with tops like this and others that showed a lot of their breasts weren’t wearing forms. The only way to wear a top like this is to have real breasts and I don’t think you want that.”

“Your right, I forgot about that, I just feel so much like a girl sometimes.”

The quest continued and Betty was able to talk Jason into clothing other than club wears.

“Jason, we have to buy you things other than what you will wear to the clubs. I can’t keep loaning you my things.”

“You’re right Betty, it isn’t right for me to borrow your stuff all the time, what would you suggest?”

“Everything, we’ll start from the skin out and when we’re finished you will need a whole new closet for everything,” giggled Betty.

The girls started at Victoria’s Secret and ended at Cathy’s Shoes with stops at every woman’s shop in between. Jason even had his ears pierced and bought jewelry. Jason was so caught up in the fun he was having with Betty he didn’t realize he was turning into a real girl. By the time the girls returned to Betty’s it was time to get ready to go to the clubs again.

Jason decided to wear the red dress he bought at Nordstrom’s with a pair of red sandals with three-inch heels. He also wore his first pair of earrings, ones that were red to match the dress. Betty looked and was glad her friend was learning how to co-ordinate his fashion.

“You look great, but wait, there’s something missing, I know, we have a few minutes, take off your sandals and pantyhose, I have to do your nails.”

“Why?”

“Because you don’t look finished, now hurry.”

Luckily Jason hadn’t trimmed his fingernails for a while and they were long enough to round at the ends and soon he had nails that matched his dress, as did his lipstick. He looked at his hands and they looked like secretaries hands that typed a lot, feminine but not overly so. Jason looked in the mirror and smiled, he looked hot. His makeup was perfect, his dress was shorter than the skirt he wore the night before and everything matched, right down to his toenails.

“What do you think?” asked Betty.

“I look really good, even hot.”

“Yes you do, see what I mean, you have to look finished, the more you become a girl the more you will realize it.”

“Oh Betty this is so much fun, the shopping and getting ready and now going out to dance, I’m the luckiest girl in the world,” Tiffany said as her eyes started to water with happiness.

“Don’t you dare cry, it will ruin your makeup.”

Tiffany gave Betty a hug and said, “Let’s go.”

The girls went to a different club this night and Tiffany was barely able to sit down before she was asked to dance. After the first dance, she returned to the table and there was a drink waiting for her. She looked around and a cute guy held his glass up and smiled. Tiffany thought to herself, wow, I must look good to already have a drink and I haven’t been here five minutes. She looked back at the man and smiled back with her most alluring smile. Jason was making a big mistake doing this but didn’t realize that was what the man wanted from this fox of a girl. He stood and walked over to introduce himself and ask for a dance.

“Hi, my name is Jeff and yours?”

“Tiffany, and thank you for the drink.”

“It was my pleasure, would you like to dance?”

“I’d love to.”

Jeff led Tiffany to the floor and thus began an evening of exclusive partnering. The two danced the next ten dances together, both fast and slow. Tiffany was beginning to have different feelings now, especially when she danced slow dances with Jeff. There was a bonding she couldn’t quite explain to herself but she liked the feeling of his hand tight against her back as it caressed her softly. After the third slow dance, she realized she was becoming aroused, not like a man, but like a woman. Tiffany grew afraid.

“Jeff, could we sit down for a minute please?”

“Of course.”

Jeff took her hand and led her back to the table. The week before Jason would pull his hand away from any man that touched him but now she took his hand in hers and held it tight. She didn’t want to lose this guy. Betty came back to the table with a frantic look on her face.

“We have to go, Ron was in an accident. He’s alright but we have to pick him up at the hospital.”

“I’ll get my things, I’m sorry I have to go,” Tiffany said to Jeff.

“I’m sorry too, will you be here next week?”

“I hope so,” replied Tiffany giving Jeff her best smile.

Betty and Tiffany left the club. Betty knew she had to have a talk with Jason.

“Jason, I was watching you tonight and it isn’t a good idea to spend your time with one person exclusively, people will get the wrong idea, especially the man you’re with.”

“I wasn’t doing anything wrong, it was just easier to dance with one person rather than go back and forth to the dance floor.”

“Who was that guy?”

“Do you mean Jeff?”

“Of course I mean Jeff, he was the one you were with,” Betty said with irritation in her voice, “I hate to say it but you looked like you had stars in your eyes.”

“It’s not like that, I just feel more at ease now dancing with men, like you said practice makes perfect.”

“This isn’t something to play with Jason, you are supposed to do this so you can have some kind of social life, it’s becoming more than that now, it’s becoming a dangerous game for you.”

“What do you mean by that?”

“For one thing guys think you are a girl and if they find out you’re not you could be hurt very badly but even more importantly you are becoming a girl and that’s not right.”

“What’s not right?”

“You become a girl, it’s one thing to go shopping or dancing as one but becoming involved with another man is something altogether different, it’s something a girl does and that’s what you were doing tonight. You were giving him all the right looks and moves for a girl and that wasn’t anything I taught you, it’s something that a girl is born with and that’s what scares me, a girl does those things naturally, not a man unless you’re gay.”

“I’m not gay, don’t say that, maybe you’re right, maybe I am getting carried away with this thing, it did feel good though when Jeff held me.”

“That’s exactly what I mean, a man wouldn’t have felt that way, yet you did, you’re becoming too much of a woman.”

“But it feels so good when I become one.”

“I imagine it does, but then again it just might be because you feel popular.”

“You might be right, maybe it is because I feel popular. I just felt so safe and secure with Jeff when he held me, God I’m getting so messed up. I think maybe I’ll try being a man again and try something different. This girl thing is doing things to my mind that isn’t right, maybe I’ll try something away from the clubs, and then I might meet a nice girl for a change.”

“I think that’s a good idea, if you give yourself a break from being a girl, you might meet the girl of your dreams.”

Jason and Betty arrived and Jason became a man once again and ready to pursue his dream of popularity.

That weekend found Jason at a soup kitchen helping with meals. He met a nice girl and as the day wore on he decided to ask her out.

“Jackie, I’ve had a wonderful time today especially with you. I was wondering if maybe you might join me later for dinner?” asked Jason.

Jackie was a pretty girl of about twenty years and liked helping the down and out. She also liked her men manly so all she could do was decline. She looked at Jason and saw a delicate little man that looked fourteen years old, almost like a younger brother.

“I’m sorry Jason but you aren’t my type,” she said, not wanting to lead him on.

“Okay, I understand.”

“It’s not that Jason, it’s just that I like big guys, it’s nothing personal.”

Here we go again thought Jason, damn why can’t I get a date, I’m a nice guy, I have a good job, maybe I’ll join a gym and try to become more manly, something has to work.

The very next day Jason was at the gym, joining and working out. He worked out for several months, pumping iron with little results. His waist grew thinner but nothing else seemed to grow. He struck up friendships with several young ladies but as usual, they all had excuses as to why they wouldn’t go out with him. Jason was tired of this crap and was at his wit's end, and then he remembered Tiffany. He still had all those clothes and maybe it would be all right to be here a few more times, just to be popular again.

Jason approached Betty one day after work.

“Betty, may I have a word with you in my office?”

Betty entered Jason’s office and asked, “What can I do for you, Jason?”

“Do you remember when I went out as Tiffany and all the fun I had?”

“Of course I remember, why do you ask?”

“Because my life is shit right now. I tried working out and as you can see, nothing happened. I tried meeting girls everywhere I went and the answer is always the same, sorry not tonight or you’re not my kind, there’s always some excuse not to go out with me and I’ve had it.”

“Jason you’re a sweet man and someday you will meet a girl that can look past your stature and see the nice person you are, give it a chance, be patient.”

“I have been patient, I just want to have a little fun again and that’s why I mentioned Tiffany. I was hoping that maybe we could go out again. Ron is back to work and the three of us had such fun when we went out that I just wanted to do it again.”

“You want to be Tiffany again?”

“Yes, I still have all those clothes and I haven’t even worn half of them, please just this once?”

“Okay, I’ll talk to Ron and see what he say’s and let you know tomorrow.”

Later that day Tom Larson called Jason to let him know how his branch was doing.

“Jason, how are you, everything okay, you sound a little down in the dumps?”

“Everything is fine Tom, I guess I’m just a little tired.”

“Well Jason, I just wanted to call you and let you know that your branch has the best improvement in sales and profit of all the branches. You started with zero sales and now our company is the ninth largest import-export firm in the Los Angeles area, you’ve done a phenomenal job. The board of directors has decided to raise your salary by 100K a year because we are so pleased with your performance. Just keep up the good work.”

“Thank you, Tom, I will talk to you soon.”

Now Jason was ready to celebrate, he just hoped Betty would help him.

The next day Betty informed Jason that she and Ron would go out with him to celebrate his good fortune on Saturday night and Tiffany could come along.

Jason went to Betty’s house to become Tiffany once again Saturday afternoon. He wanted to look good so he started early as it had been several months since Tiffany had gone out. He shaved his legs and underarms once again and when he had finished his legs he wondered why he hadn’t shaved them more often, he felt nice and soft and smooth and much to his concern feminine. He exited and dried himself off and put on his gaff and wondered what to wear.

“Betty what should I wear?”

“I don’t know, let me look at you, wait I know just the thing. Remember that short leather skirt you bought? I have a pair of glasses that just have glass lenses with no prescription and you could go out as a sexy secretary. All you need is some dark nylons and a white blouse. Wear your black pumps, a little jewelry and you will be perfect.”

Jason began to dress, first putting on a pair of dark sheer panty hose and a short black slip with a little lace trim. When he pulled the panty hose up his legs he shivered with excitement. The feeling of the nylon was reawakening feelings he had tried to bury months ago but now they were coming back to the surface. Next when he put on the slip and felt the satin rub his legs through the nylon he knew he was doing the right thing. Next came the bra and forms, he realized that he had missed the tightness of the bra’s straps around his chest and over his shoulders but what really put him over the edge was when he lowered the camisole over his head and let it settle against his body. The feeling of the satin softly caressing his skin below his bra made him promise himself to never let Tiffany disappear again. Next came the skirt and blouse and finally the pumps and glasses. Betty had already made him up and styled the wig. Jason looked in the mirror and Tiffany was back and she looked good. Because of working out Jason’s waist had shrunk two inches which made him look a bit more shapely but he still looked like a skinny girl, but that didn’t matter right now because Tiffany was back and it was time to have fun once again.

The threesome went to the club and Jason was once again popular. He danced many of the dances, never more than twice with the same man having learned his lesson with Jeff. As the evening wore on Jason noticed that he wasn’t the center of attention as much as he was the first times he went dancing. There were other girls that seemed to attract the men more than he.

“Betty, why are those other girls so much more popular than me, I do look good, don’t I?”

“You look great, you look sophisticated and nice, but you have class. Those girls are looking to pick a guy up, see how they are dressed, mini-skirts and very low cut blouses. They’re breasts are hanging out and are barely covered. You couldn’t wear something like that because you have no breasts. See that girl right there, she has no bra on yet she has those huge boobs that don’t sag. The reason she doesn’t sag is that she has had implants and they are cheap, see how round they are, they look fake, but the way she is flaunting herself some guy knows she is going to give it up tonight and it’s just a matter of time that she chooses a guy to go with. The guys don’t care if her tits are fake because they just care what’s between her legs and for how long they can do her, you look good so don’t worry about her.”

Jason was worried about her though, what can I do to become more popular he thought? The evening ended and the threesome went home. Jason stayed the night at Betty’s and wore his satin nightgown not wanting Tiffany to go away. The next morning Jason returned home with some sadness, he didn’t want to put Tiffany away again.

The workweek started anew with Jason chasing a new account that would move them up to number five in volume in the L.A. area. The days were stressful and he kept thinking about Tiffany. Tuesday night he returned home and had made a decision, he would dress as Tiffany at home for the first time since he had practiced for his first night out. He wasn’t going to go out, he just missed being Tiffany. How would a girl dress at home he wondered, he thought about Betty and what she wore when he came to her house? He decided it would be jeans, a blouse, and casual shoes, a little makeup, no, he decided, no shoes, he would polish his toenails instead, he was going to be a girl tonight. Jason showered and shaved his legs and underarms again, he was going to be all girl and she wasn’t going to have stubble on her legs. He finished and put on a pair of panties, no need to worry about a bulge at home, and put on the girl's jeans he bought on his shopping spree months ago. He found a cute pullover blouse and put it on after putting on his bra, now just a little makeup he thought. Betty had been doing his makeup for him because he was out of practice so this was going to be a whole new experience. Just a little mascara he thought and lip gloss, just a little, no need to overdo it. Jason tried and had to remove it three times but finally did get it right, mascara, and the lip-gloss, just two things but they were things a girl did and they looked good when he finished. He then tried to polish his toenails, which became a disaster. Water didn’t take the polish off like makeup, he had to use remover, four times he tried, and then remembered seeing a movie with girls putting cotton balls between their toes so they would have space between them, so he tried that with much more success. Jason was learning how to be a woman. Jason looked at himself in the mirror and saw a skinny girl looking back, not too cute but a girl none the less. I’m going to have to improve on this he thought, maybe I can grow my hair longer and maybe have my eyebrows done, possibly a complete makeover, I can do it he thought and then guys will be all over me, I will be popular just like the other girls. Dressed as he was Jason was losing any concept of what would happen if he were to do the things he thought of doing but then again one does tend to lose any reasoning while dressed as a woman. Jason spent the evening practicing walking in heels and just being a girl, he loved it. He even slept in his satin nightgown again. The next morning Jason realized that he forgot to remove his makeup and saw the raccoon eyes and giggled, next time I remove my makeup before I go to bed, he thought

The week past and Jason was hooked, Tiffany was becoming a part of his life in a very big way. Every day after work Jason couldn’t wait to get home to become his new persona. He loved becoming Tiffany and practiced every moment he could at being her. He was like a teenaged girl. He soon was buying all the magazines, like Vogue and Cosmo to see the fashion and how-to articles on makeup and hairstyles, how to co-ordinate clothing and accessories, Tiffany was becoming a real girl and Jason didn’t realize that she was taking control of his personality. Jason was happy at work and hadn’t mentioned Tiffany to Betty for several months. Betty had noticed this sudden change in things and seemed unconcerned at first but began to notice little things like makeup residue or just a little bit of nail polish on his fingers or a hint of perfume fragrance that would linger on him in the morning.

“Jason, may I have a word with you?” Betty asked when she could take it no more.

“Sure Betty, what’s up?” he asked cheerily.

“I know it’s none of my business but I do feel somewhat responsible for your actions and I don’t want you to think that I don’t want you to enjoy yourself but I worry about you because you’ve become a friend and I have to ask you why you have makeup on in the mornings?”

“You saw that?” Jason asked as he turned red.

“Yes I did and I know it’s none of my business but I do worry about you, so what’s going on?”

“I, uh well, I, I love being Tiffany and I have been spending time as her at home. I don’t know why it just feels right.”

“What do you do when you’re Tiffany?”

“You know, I’m just a girl, I practice my makeup and hair, polish my nails, try on my clothes, you know girl things.”

“Do you go out?”

“Heavens no, I only go out with you and Ron, I just like being Tiffany.”

“Are you going to go out?”

“I don’t know, I really don’t, please don’t say anything to anyone about this,” Jason said as a tear formed in his eye.

“Honey, don’t worry you’re a friend and friends don’t hurt each other, especially girlfriends.”

Betty hugged Jason and he knew his secret was safe for now.

Another month passed and Jason was getting the itch to go dancing again. He asked Betty if she would go with him but she said her mother in law was in town for a month and so they wouldn’t be able to go for a while. Jason wanted to dance so he decided to go alone.

Jason dressed in one of Tiffany’s club dresses and made himself up. The practice he had been doing the last month with makeup had paid off, it was even better than the makeup Betty’s had done for him. Jason looked in the mirror and felt confident that he would be very popular tonight. Tiffany went to the club and began to dance soon after arriving. After several dances with different partners, Tiffany wasn’t asked for five or six dances. Finally, she was asked again and she accepted. Her partner was an average looking guy named Bill and he was a good dancer. When that dance ended he asked her to dance again and even though she didn’t want to dance exclusively with just one man she also didn’t want to stand around like she just had just been doing. Tiffany accepted and thus followed a series of dances, both fast and slow. Tiffany was once again getting caught up in a situation with which she had no control, being as this was her first night out alone as a girl. As the evening progressed, she was becoming more at ease with herself and the slow seduction taking place. She liked being held by this man and she liked feeling popular, she liked it a lot. The last dance arrived and Tiffany was aroused sexually and she liked the feelings she was having, will he kiss me she wondered, I hope so she thought, not, God if this man kisses me I’m going to hit him or I’ll throw up, no, that wasn’t what Tiffany was feeling at all. Tiffany had taken possession of Jason’s body and he had become a young woman, one that wanted a man to want her and kiss her. As the dance ended Bill did kiss her and when he did Tiffany went weak. She put her arms around Bills' neck and held him tight kissing him back, for this was the first kiss Tiffany or Jason had ever had from another person other than his mother or his aunts. Bill broke the kiss and Tiffany regained her composure.

“Thank you Tiffany for the wonderful evening, may I call you?”

“Yes you may, here’s my number,” she said as she wrote it on a napkin, “Please call.”

“I will,” he said as he left.

Tiffany drove home and felt emptiness about her, she wanted Bill, here sitting beside her to kiss her neck and lips, to tell her how much he loved her, and she wanted a man. Tiffany arrived home and went to bed after removing her makeup. She lay in bed thinking of what had just happened. She had just had her first kiss from a man and felt good about it and as she did she felt the tears form in her eyes, why did she have to be a man, this isn’t fair she thought. As the night wore on Jason began to think, what the hell am I doing, shit, I kissed a man, I kissed a man and I wanted him to kiss me more, yuk, what in the hell is happening to me?

Jason finally fell asleep and awoke the next morning still thinking of the kiss. There is something perverted here he thought, no more of this Tiffany stuff, it’s messing with my mind, I’m done, I’m throwing all her things out next week, I’m done with it, no more. Jason’s thoughts were interrupted by the phone ringing.

“Hello.”

“Hi Tiffany, this is Bill, I just wanted to call and thank you for last night, I had a wonderful time.”

“Bill,” Tiffany said excitedly, “I didn’t think you would call.”

“Why wouldn’t I call the prettiest girl at the club last night,”said Bill, continuing the seduction.

“I don’t know, I just thought you wouldn’t,” Said Tiffany, clearly flustered.

“Well I did and I was wondering if you might have time for dinner next week?”

Oh my God, oh my God, he wants to take me out Tiffany thought, her heart was racing, I can’t date him I’m a man,

“Oh Bill I can’t, I’m so busy at work that I can’t take off, please call me back next week, and maybe I will be able to, okay?” Tiffany replied, she didn’t want to blow him off and she liked being desired by this man and even though dating him was out of the question, she didn’t mind him calling again.

“You bet I will, bye.”

Jason was beside himself, Tiffany had an admirer, and Jason had wanted to get rid of Tiffany. If he did though would he be popular, certainly Tiffany was but would he be, he knew the answer to that. Would he be able to give up his life as Jason just to have popularity? God this is so complicated he thought, I like being a guy but I also like being Tiffany even more than I thought I would. Being a girl is very special he thought, maybe if I tried to be more of a girl I wouldn’t have these mental conflicts with myself. Jason decided to go online and visited several sites on being transgendered. Jason discovered more information that he thought existed. He dressed as Tiffany again just to see if he really liked being Tiffany. Once again the feelings of femininity overwhelmed him, it was as though he was a totally different person, he had to be Tiffany, he had to be popular, he had to be wanted. It was while he was under this duress that he decided that he wanted real breasts and a real figure. No more little butt or false breasts he wanted to feel like a real girl, he wanted to become a real girl, he wanted to become Tiffany. The next day Jason ordered hormones from Mexico, he thought he knew what he wanted and was going to get it, Tiffany was going to become a real live girl.

The hormones arrived and Jason thought, what in the hell am I doing, I can’t do this, it’s so permanent, it’s so perverted, it’s so fucked up. He was just about to throw them out and as fate would have it Bill called.

“Tiffany, hi it’s Bill.”

“Bill, hi.”

“I just called to see if you’re ready for dinner yet?”

“Almost, maybe in another week.”

“That’s cool, I’ll call you.”

Jason hung up the phone and Tiffany took the pills and swallowed them. Tiffany’s popularity had won over Jason’s weak will and he was now willing to see what would happen with the hormones. Bill never did call back but Jason continued to take the hormones. The strange thing about all of this was that his performance at work improved. After about four months of hormone treatment, Jason was starting to fill out. His hips were starting to change, as was his waist. He was becoming softer looking and was becoming much more emotional about things. His chest had begun to itch and hurt just to touch. These were changes that didn’t slip by Betty.

“Jason, are you all right?”

“Why do you ask?”

“You seem different lately, are you taking something?”

“Of course not, I think its just nerves, I’ve been under a lot of stress lately.”

“Okay, if you say so.”

Betty let it drop. She knew if Jason wanted her to know what he was doing he would tell her.

Another two months passed and Jason was starting to have problems hiding his changes. They weren’t great but enough so that his clothes no longer fit properly. The hormones were also doing things to Jason that he couldn’t see, like making his blood pressure go through the roof.

It was a Wednesday when Jason complained to Betty that he felt cold even though it was seventy-five degrees in the office. An hour later he felt too warm, he felt like crying, he felt giddy, he felt feminine he felt wonderful. Jason stood to tell Betty something and fainted as he did. An ambulance was called and Jason’s secret was about to be discovered.

Jason opened his eyes and looked around the room he was in. What happened he wondered and where am I? He didn’t recognize the fluorescent fixtures overhead nor did he recognize the curtains around his bed, for that matter he didn’t recognize the bed he was in. He tried to move and found tubes leading to his arm, he groaned and a nurse rushed to his side.

“Are you alright?” she asked.

“Where am I?”

“You’re in the emergency room at the county hospital, you fainted and have been unconscious for an hour.”

“How did I get here?”

“Your secretary call for an ambulance when you fainted and they brought you here.”

“What’s wrong with me?”

“Your blood pressure got so high that it made your body shut down as a warning, it’s good that you are so young or you might have had a stroke and died.”

“Why is my blood pressure so high?”

“I don’t know but we are running some tests and should have the results soon. Just stay still and relax, your doctor will be in soon.”

Jason closed his eyes and drifted back to sleep. An hour past and he felt a hand shaking his shoulder. He opened his eyes and saw a man standing next to him.

“Mr. Randall, I’m Dr. Murray. I just received the results of your toxicology tests and found out why you have such high blood pressure. You seem to have extraordinarily high amounts of estrogen and other hormones in your system. Are you in transition at this time and who prescribed these hormones for you?”

Jason could see the heart monitor jump when the doctor asked him that question, this was his secret and no one was to know what he was doing. He obviously didn’t think the whole thing through because it wouldn’t be long before he would have breasts and feminine hips to hide.

“I got the hormones from Mexico.”

“How did you know what amount to take, did a doctor give you the amounts or did you guess?”

“I guessed. I went on the Internet and read about them and thought I would be able to figure out the right amount to take.”

“Well obviously you didn’t take the right amount, you almost killed yourself. You are going to have to stay here for a few days before I release you to make sure you are all right. Because this is a county hospital I see many patients like you that are in transition but usually for other reasons. I’m going to recommend another doctor for you to see and have you put on the proper dosage of hormones so this doesn’t happen again. The nurse would you take Mr. Randall up to his room, I’m done here.”

“You mentioned other reasons people like me come in here?”

“Yes, I did. The most common reason is severe trauma. A girl like you picks up some guy and when he finds out you are a man he beats the heck out of them and the other is attempted suicide. Girls like you sometimes have a lot of mental issues and the hormones don’t help but tend to magnify what problems they do have, that’s why you shouldn’t even take them before you have a very thorough mental examination and that’s why I’m recommending another doctor to look at you and why you should never self medicate yourself, good luck,” said the doctor as he left.

Jason was wheeled to his room. He started to think of what the doctor had told him about hormones. How could he be so stupid? What made him think he could possibly know how much hormone to take to get a figure, heck he had a hard enough time taking aspirin let alone a powerful drug like that. His mind was in a whirl and the wrong dosage of hormones wasn’t helping, he just wanted to cry which is what he did, he cried himself to sleep.

“Jason, Jason,” the voice said.

Jason opened his eyes and saw Betty standing next to his bed.

“Jason what happened, the nurse says you will be in here until Friday.”

“My blood pressure was too high and I passed out.”

“Why is it too high?”

“They didn’t tell me yet, they said they would after the tests are in,” Jason said knowing he was lying to his friend. He wasn’t ready to tell her about the hormones just yet.

“Maybe it was the stress at work. I phoned the corporate offices and told them what happened to you. They said that everything will be alright for now and that they wouldn’t have to send anyone out to cover for you since most everything is under control and the nurse said you should be able to return to work Monday.”

“Thank you, Betty, you’re so good to me, could I please have a hug?”

Betty gave Jason a hug and when she did Jason fell apart, the tears poured from his eyes. How could I do all these stupid things and not tell my best friend he thought, she has always been here for me and now I won’t even tell her what I have done, Jason just cried.

“Jason, what’s wrong, what aren’t you telling me, you can tell me anything, you’re my friend, I’m here for you.”

“Oh Betty, I’ve been so stupid, I just couldn’t tell you what I was doing, I’m so ashamed.”

“Please tell me, Jason, I’ll help you no matter what you’ve done.”

“If I tell you do you promise not to be angry with me?”

“I promise, that’s what friends are for.”

“Do you remember about six or seven months ago when I asked you if you would take me to the clubs and you couldn’t because your mother-in-law was staying with you?”

“Yes, I remember.”

“Well, I decided that I was a big girl now and I would go out by myself so I did. I had so much fun dancing and even met a guy who was very nice to me. I wasn’t as popular as I thought I would be so I thought if I had a real figure I would become a much more popular person. I got some hormones from Mexico and started four months ago. They were the wrong dosage and this happened, I feel like such a fool,” Jason said as the tears fell once again.

“Oh Jason, why didn’t you come to me first before you did such a thing?”

“I was afraid you would laugh at me.”

“I would never laugh at you, you’ve become a very good friend. What do you plan to do now?”

“I’m not sure anymore. I love being a woman but after this happened, I’m not so sure anymore, I’m going to have to think about it.”

“Well don’t you worry, I’ll be here for you.”

“Thank you, Betty, I love you.”

“I love you too Jason,” Betty said as she left.

The next day a middle-aged woman came into Jason’s room.

“Hello Jason, I’m Dr. Sarah Burns. I’m a specialist in hormonal therapy and I’ve come to take a look at you and then we can decide what to do about you.”

Dr. Burns looked at Jason’s chart and then examined him. When she was done she look at him and said, “Jason what you did was really bad for you. I don’t know why you didn’t see a doctor first before doing this to yourself and I don’t want to know why, but now we have to try to fix what you have done. You have some development in your breast area and also your hips are becoming more feminine looking. If you were to stop your hormones now the development will also stop and for the most part, go away. There is a more serious problem however when you took these hormones you chemically castrated yourself. You can never have children unless you adopt them. If you had seen a doctor first you could have had dosages that wouldn’t have destroyed your testicles but that is neither here nor there right now. What we have to do is decide what is best for you from this point on. If you go on the proper dosage of hormones you will develop into an attractive young woman. I won’t lie to you, you won’t grow large breasts and your hair won’t go away but with surgery, you can become a woman. If you decide to go the other way you won’t be able to father your own children and you might have to have surgery to reduce the size of your nipples. After what you just put yourself through I would probably suggest the first option, you almost killed yourself trying to become a woman so you might as well finish the task.”

Jason couldn’t believe his ears, he was sterile, he couldn’t have children, and he did this to become popular. If he had just left well enough alone he would be fine but no, he just had to be wanted. If only he had some patience he could have found a girl who would have accepted him for who he was, a delicate man. Now he had to make a decision that would affect the rest of his life. He wasn’t so sure he wanted to be a girl anymore, he was still a virgin and now he couldn’t even know what it would be like to be able to make love to a woman and produce children, that was gone forever. Would he want to become a woman and make love to a man, sure he would be able to be bedded and he did feel a need when Bill had kissed him but was it a need because he had never been wanted sexually before by a woman or was it a need because he had become a woman at the time of the kiss? Jason was going to have to talk to someone before he could make such an important decision.

“I’m not sure what I should do,” said Jason.

“Well, there is no need to rush into it now as the damage is already done and you won’t be making any more testosterone so you won’t lose the changes you already have, so take your time making a decision and then call me.”

“Thank you, doctor.”

Jason was released from the hospital the next day and was driven home by Betty. He spent the whole weekend relaxing and pondering what he should do. By Monday morning he was even more uncertain as to what he should do.

Jason was at work for about an hour when the phone rang.

“Jason, it’s Tom on the phone for you.”

God what does he want, I’m not in the mood right now to have my ass chewed out for having to go to the hospital.

“Hello, Tom.”

“Jason, how do you feel? We were very concerned when we heard you had to be admitted to the hospital, is everything alright now?”

“It’s getting better.”

“Can you tell me what happened, Betty said it was something to do with high blood pressure.”

“Yes, that’s what the doctors told me.”

“Well listen, Jason, we can’t have you running our branch with high blood pressure so next week we’re going to have you go to the company condo over on Maui to relax for a week. You have been working too hard and need some time off and we won’t take no for an answer, are you alright with that?”

“That would be great, I’m looking forward to going, thank you so much, Tom.”

“Don’t thank me, Jason, you deserve it, yours is the best-producing branch in the company and we owe it all to you, we don’t want to lose you, now take it easy, I’ll talk to you when you get back.”

Tom hung up the phone before Jason could say another word. He thought they would be mad at him but to the contrary, they cared for him. Tears came to his eyes, damn hormones he thought. He told Betty of his good fortune and she hugged him and told him to enjoy himself and not to think of a thing other than relaxing.

The following Sunday Jason flew to Maui and was soon in the company condo looking out the window at the Pacific Ocean splashing on the beach in front of the condominium. A relaxed feeling washed over him as he put all thoughts away for at least a few hours, my personal decisions can wait for a few days he thought, for now, it’s just rest.

Several days past until Jason felt like venturing forth to see the island. He arose and put on a t-shirt and jeans and drove a short distance to Lahina to have breakfast. He found a little restaurant and went in to have breakfast. A cute little Hawaiian girl waited on him.

“May I have your order?” she asked.

“I think I’ll just have coffee,” He said.

“I’ll be right back,” she said with a smile.

The waitress returned and handed Jason his coffee.

“You’re new around here,” she said.

“I flew in a couple of days ago and this is the first time I’ve been out.”

“Not many tourists find this place, how long are you staying?”

“Until Saturday.”

“Enjoy your coffee.”

The waitress walked away after smiling at Jason. She sure is cute he thought and nice too. I’m going to have to come back here again he thought. Jason finished his coffee and left but not until the girl asked him to come back again. Jason spent the rest of the day wandering in and out of the tourist shops and bought himself several items, some scrimshaw ivory, and a cute little necklace for Betty. Jason returned to the condo and felt invigorated for the first time in days. He decided to go out to see what the nightlife was like in Lahina.

Jason dressed in a pair of slacks and a dress shirt and made his way to The Sheridan to see what they had to offer. He tried asking several girls to dance but it was the same thing all over again, I’m here with my boyfriend or I don’t dance or this or that. Jason had hoped things would be different here but it wasn’t. He went back to the condo and fell asleep. The next morning he figured he might as well have some pleasure and returned to the coffee shop to see the cute waitress. He wasn’t disappointed as she was as friendly and perky as ever. Jason had his coffee and left feeling better for the experience.

Jason drove to Hana and enjoyed the waterfalls and by the time he returned to the condo, it was dark. He decided to go out again but this time as Tiffany. Jason had decided not to take a chance that he might not have fun and packed some of her clothes. Another thing that was weighing on his mind was that he wanted to be both Jason and Tiffany while on vacation to help him decide which way he might want to go when he returned home. Jason took a shower, shaved and soon Tiffany was ready to go have some fun.

Tiffany returned to the Sheridan and this night she danced all night long. She wore her red dress and sandals and looked hot. Near the end of the evening, one of her dance partners bought her a Mai Tai to drink. They sat and talked about mostly nothing but Tiffany was enjoying herself and she was enjoying being with this man. This enjoyment was more than just being able to talk to someone but it was making her feel funny inside, she was becoming aroused. The man reached for her hand and held it. Tiffany didn’t pull away but smiled at the man instead, she liked what was happening. The evening drew to a close and the man walked Tiffany to her car and kissed her good night. This wasn’t like some of the other kisses Tiffany had gotten before, this kiss had lust in it and she was responding. She pulled the man tight and parted her lips for her first French kiss. As the man’s tongue entered her mouth she moaned and went weak. The man felt her swoon and held her tight to keep her from falling. Tiffany could feel the man becoming hard against her and wondered what it would be like to be a woman and have him make love to her and have him penetrate her. Tiffany was going over the edge and she knew it.

She pushed the man back and said, “I had better go before we get carried away.”

“May I call you?” he asked.

“Yes here’s my number.”

Tiffany drove home and was beside herself with self-doubt. What should I do she thought. I meet this guy and I want him and it makes me want to remain Tiffany and yet there are times I want to be Jason, God I’m so confused.

The next morning Jason was back at the coffee shop.

“How did your evening go?” asked the waitress.

“I had so much fun, I went dancing.”

“I wish I was there so you could have asked me to dance.” stated the girl.

Jason couldn’t believe what he had just heard, “You would have wanted to dance with me?”

“Of course, you’re very handsome.”

“I am?”

“Of course you are, you know that. I bet you have girls all over the place.”

“No, not really, what’s your name?”

“Mia.”

“Do you ever have any time off Mia?”

“Tomorrow.”

“Would you like to spend the day with me?”

“I thought you would never ask, I’ll show you the island.”

“I can’t wait.”

Jason left the shop and returned to the condo and spent the rest of the day sunning on the deck and wondering what Mia saw in him. That afternoon the phone rang and it was the man Tiffany had met the night before.

“Hello, Tiffany?”

“Yes.”

“This is Roger from last night. I was wondering what you were doing tomorrow, I thought we could take the catamaran to Lanai.”

“Oh gosh Roger, I’m already doing something but if you would like I can meet you this evening for dinner or something.”

“Sure that would be great, I’ll meet you at the luau at the Hyatt at seven.”

“I can’t wait to see you then.”

Jason glued on his forms then went and changed into a sexy little white dress that was backless and sleeveless but had a collar that let the satin fabric flow down over her breasts and then into her tiny waist and hugged her hips and ended mid-thigh. Because of the warmth and humidity of Hawaii and the fact that her legs were nicely tanned, she only wore her three-inch white sandals with the ankle strap. She added some jewelry and was on her way. She arrived at the Hyatt and had the valet park her car. She walked into the lobby and couldn’t help but notice the click, click of her heels on the marble floor. She walked by a mirror and saw her reflection, the God she thought, I look like I’m trying to seduce someone. Her bareback was lightly tanned from sunning herself and the white dress she wore made her look even more tan. I should have looked at myself before I wore this dress, I hope Roger doesn’t get the wrong idea about me.

“Tiffany, hi, wow, you look stunning.”

“Thank you, you look pretty good yourself.”

Roger was wearing a pair of tan shorts and a dress shirt and his tanned hard-body looked like candy to Tiffany. He greeted her with a kiss and they went to eat. After the dinner was over they danced until they closed the bar. Tiffany had only two drinks but they seemed to relax her and she was becoming giddy with the evening. Roger sensed this and was caressing her back knowing that if he were lucky she would be his this very evening. Tiffany and Roger started to kiss and Tiffany was losing all control of her emotions and of her self-control. Roger French kissed her and rubbed her bareback and could feel her luscious butt through the thin satin dress. Roger was pressing his engorged member against Tiffany’s stomach and she could feel it. This only turned her on more, God was she hot, never had she felt this way, she wanted to be a woman, and she wanted to bed this man. She reached down with her hand and felt his hardness with it. This feels so right and I want this thing so bad she thought to herself. There was a sudden awareness of what she was doing and she then realized that she couldn’t do what she wanted. She pushed Roger back panting wildly and said, “I can’t do this Roger, I’m sorry, I’m married and I thought I would be able to but I can’t, I hope you understand.”

Luckily Roger was a nice man and responded, “I understand, let’s go home.”

The couple parted and Tiffany drove home. When she entered the condo she burst into tears, she wanted that man so badly and yet she couldn’t have him, why is life so unfair she thought.

The next morning Jason picked up Mia for their date. Jason was still feeling giddy from the night before.

He knocked on the door of Mia’s apartment.

Mia opened the door and said, “Hi you look happy today.”

“I’m just happy to be able to spend the day with you, are you ready?”

“Yes, let me grab my purse.”

Mia locked her door and they were off. She showed Jason all the little secret places on Maui, the beaches and waterfalls, the volcano, where to snorkel, and the best places to eat. Mia liked Jason and wanted more than just a nice time with a guy. He was driving and she slid over next to him and rested her hand on his thigh. He had never had a girl do this to him in his life. She had him exit the road and park on a bluff overlooking the ocean.

“Jason lets go look at the blow-hole, it’s really spectacular.”

Jason exited and went around to open Mia’s door. When she exited she took his hand and didn’t let go. She intertwined her fingers with his and said, “Jason I like you and I know you have to go home tomorrow but you’re so nice and there is something about you that I really like. The first time you walked into the coffee shop I thought I would die you were so cute. I had to get to know you and I thought you would never ask me out.”

“If I had known that I would have asked you out the first day.”

“I wish you had.”

Mia then reached up and kissed Jason. It was the first time a woman had kissed him. It felt wonderful, it felt soft, and yet he didn’t respond the way Mia had hoped he would.

“What’s wrong Jason?”

“It’s nothing, you just surprised me.”

“Well let me surprise you some more.”

Mia kissed Jason once more but with more passion. She pushed her tongue into his mouth and hoped he would respond. Jason tried to kiss back like Tiffany had the night before but for some reason, he didn’t feel comfortable doing that. Mia was responding though, she wanted Jason; she wanted him in the worse way. She reached down and took his penis in her hand and thought it would be hard but to her surprise, it was still soft.

“What’s wrong Jason, don’t you like me?”

“I do, very much.”

“Then why aren’t you hard, are you gay?”

“No. Heavens no, I had an accident a few months ago and it left me sterile and that’s why I can’t get hard.”

“I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have asked, I don’t even know you and I’m already trying to get you in bed, it’s just that your so cute that I can’t help myself.”

“I’m sorry to Mia, maybe we should go.”

The couple drove home in silence. All Jason could think of was why couldn’t I have met this girl a year ago, Betty was right all I had to do was be patient, but no I had to be popular and look at me now. I have this pretty girl next to me and I can’t do anything about it. I just wish she excited me as much as Roger did the night before he thought. Jason left Mia at her apartment and they kissed goodbye. Jason returned to his condo and packed to return home.

Jason arrived back to work Monday morning and Betty greeted him cheerily.

“Welcome back good looking.”

“Thanks, it’s good to be back.”

“How was your trip, did you have a good time?”

“I did, it was very relaxing and I had fun besides.”

“Really, what kind of fun?”

“Do you really need to ask, Tiffany went dancing and Jason went out on a date.”

“You went out on a date?”

“Yes, I did and with a very pretty island girl.”

“Wow, how did it go?”

“It was wonderful at first but as the day wore on it turned into a disaster.”

“How did that happen?”

“Do you remember when you told me that I should have some patience meeting girls, you were right because of what happened with the hormones I couldn’t do what she wanted to do, I felt so embarrassed. After that, the date just fell apart.”

“You poor thing, don’t worry things will get better.”

“I hope so.”

Jason had put some thought into his dilemma concerning hormones and decided that he would see a gender specialist to talk to about his feelings of what he had done to himself. His first appointment was Wednesday afternoon. He entered the office and introduced himself.

“Hello, I’m Jason Randall to see Dr. Short.”

“Please be seated and fill out these forms and Dr. Short will be with you shortly.” Answered the receptionist.

Jason filled out the forms and waited to see the Doctor, a tall man about six foot six entered the waiting area.

“Jason, I’m Dr. Short, would you come with me?”

Jason stood and walked into the Doctor’s office.

“Please be seated on the couch. I’m Dr. Don Short, I know, its always funny to see me and then I tell you that I’m Short, well most people laugh and believe me I’ve heard all the jokes about my name. When I was in grammar school the kids would change my first name to darn and then call me Darn Short and I would correct them and say that my name was Darn Tall.”

Jason giggled, he felt good about talking to this man, and he seemed to be a very open person.

“So what brings you here today?”

“Doctor, I have some issues that I have to resolve so I can get on with my life.”

“What kind of issues, as you know I am a gender specialist so I can kind of guess what you want to talk about so I want you to be as open as possible with me.”

“My main issue right now is to whether I should continue taking hormones. I had a very bad experience with them and now I’m not sure if I should take them.”

“What kind of experience?”

“I was taking the wrong dosage and almost died.”

“I guess that would be a deterrent. Why were you taking them in the first place?”

“I wanted to become more feminine looking.”

“How did you obtain them?”

“I got them from Mexico.”

“That wasn’t a very smart thing to do. This is going to take some time to know the right way to go with you so I want you to start at the beginning so I can have a better understanding of what we are working with. Did you dress as a girl when you were very young?”

“No never.”

“When did you first dress as a woman?”

“When I went to a costume party.”

“Ah yes, you and a million other men, and then what happened.”

Jason proceeded to tell Dr. Short about Xena and how popular he was and how much he liked the feeling of popularity. He then explained that as Jason he would go out and was rejected at every turn but when he went out as Tiffany he was popular again so he started to go out more often as Tiffany and his popularity were like a drug, he needed more.

“How did you feel about interacting with men this way?”

“It was just dancing, what do you mean?”

“Did it stimulate you sexually?”

“No, in fact, it kind of creeped me out the first time a man held my hand.”

“Does it stimulate you when you dress as a girl, do you get aroused?”

“No, I never have been excited that way when I dress. I get excited that I am going out as a girl but the clothes don’t excite me.”

“Okay, so now you’ve been doing this for a little while, when did you stop disliking men touching you?”

“I guess it was the third or fourth time out, I just figured that if I was supposed to be a girl and men were going to touch me, I kind of let it happen and found it wasn’t so bad.”

“Now you’ve gotten past men touching you, how do you feel about men?”

“As Jason or Tiffany?”

“Both.”

“As Jason, I still don’t like men to touch me, it just doesn’t feel right, but as Tiffany I love it. It excites me when a man pursues me and I can finally kiss him and wish that I was a woman to be bedded by him.”

“How do you feel towards women?”

“As Tiffany, I have no interest in women at all, but like Jason I do.”

“In what way, do you have sex with them?”

“No, I’ve never had sex with a woman or man for that matter. I met a girl when I was in Hawaii and had a date with her and she wanted to have sex but I couldn’t get hard, I think it was because of the hormones I had taken.”

“Yes the hormones could have had an effect, but it might be more than that. Do you ever have an erection in the morning when you wake up?”

“Yes quite often until I go to the bathroom.”

“This tells me that you can still function physically but mentally you may not want to have sex with a woman, Tiffany may have taken over some of your brain functions and you have become much more of a woman than you think. Have you ever wanted to have sex with a man?”

Jason blushed and said, “Yes, when I was in Hawaii I met a man and we had two dates and I wanted him inside me in the worse way, but there was no way to do it.”

“Well there is a way but I would prefer that you not do that at this time. It sounds to me that you have become a woman in more ways than one and should probably resume taking your hormones but this time under a Doctor’s care. I’ll recommend that you start again with Sarah Burns so she can monitor you properly. I want to see you for several more sessions so you can get over some of the problems you’re having. See you next week.”