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“What do you mean?” Joe asked. “You wear stuff like this too.” The
panties tickled where they touched him, and he idly scratched his pubic area
as he spoke.
“You’ve never seen me in thong back undies.” Linda denied. “I think they
make my hips look too big. They look absolutely great on you though.”
“I didn’t ask to be this way.” Joe said. “But I’m gonna try to make the
best of what I have left.”
“Well, I really wish you were still male.” Linda said. “But you do make a
great looking woman.”
Yeah, Joe thought. Thats what everybody thinks. His best friend, and
now…his fiance. Could it happen that Linda and Jay might change places in
his life?
“I’m trying my best.” Joe said. “But I gotta say, it’s a little wierd
when your girl friend…your fiance…buys dresses for you.”
“I’m sorry.” Linda said. “I just thought you would like it. I know you
need clothes for work if they don’t get you changed back soon.”
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Linda finished the call and hung up. Joe got up from the couch. He
started to go to his room.

“Oh, that reminds me.” Linda said. “I was in Bullocks over lunch, and I
found this fantastic dress. I just knew it would be right for you. I know
you’ll like it. I put it on your bed.”

Great, Joe thought. Now my girl friend is buying me dresses she just
knows would be RIGHT for me.

Joe went to his room, Linda following close behind. On the bed lay the
dress. It was a twill cotton shirtdress with a notch collar surplice top. It
had a pleated knee length straight skirt, and it was an olive color. It came
with a wide, fabric covered, matching color belt, with a gold buckle. Linda
was right, as usual. He liked it immediately.
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“Can you go tomorrow?” She asked Joe.

“I don’t have to come in to work till noon, at the earliest.” Joe said.

“Really?” Linda responded. She went back to the phone.

“Sally, she’s free tomorrow morning.” Linda said. “Yes. Great. I’ll tell
her. Her name is Joel. Joel Bates. Yeah, she’s Joe’s sister…from St. Louis.
Yes. I think they are twins…paternal twins.”

Joe cringed as he listened to the story Linda was concocting. He hoped
her lie didn’t come back to haunt him. Twin sister huh? Well, He did look a
lot like his own twin sister, if he had one.
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“Linda, am I…are we…ah…er…becoming lesbians?” Joe asked.

She looked at him. “Do you feel like one?” She asked, smiling.

“I don’t know.” Joe said. Although he was still feeling the effects of
the drinks, he had still had trouble talking about his new feelings.

“I realize that I can’t be a man…I just don’t look like a man anymore,
and I guess I don’t feel like one either, at least the not way I should…when
I’m with you. I think I’m still changing…still turning more female…and I
really don’t know when it will stop, or what I can do about it.” Joe said.
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Appearance Is Of Great Importance

They left the townhouse as Doris explained: “Appearances are
very important for a man who is passing himself off as a woman.
What someone first perceives is the way they are going to think of
you, 99% of the time. If they see a woman, then they are going to
think ‘woman’ even if your voice is a tad low. But in your case,
the first contact a lot of people are going to have with you is
over an airplane’s radio. So your voice has to convey that you
are a woman.
“You might say we are going into phase two of your training
“Which is?”
“Female training. You’re going to take deportment lessons.
We aren’t going to teach you how to act like a woman. An act can
fail under stress. So we are going to teach you to BE a woman.
There will be sessions with image consultants, the voice coach,
and some time out in the real world.

Turning Into A Girl

Things began to change a little in the second month. Doris
took Anderson to a hairdresser. No names were mentioned, but she
clucked with disapproval at the military haircut. Anderson thought
his hair was long; it was longer than the uniform regs allowed, but
still short. The stylist recut it into a hairstyle that was short
but fairly feminine. She looked at his nails. “Your nails are a
mess. You need to stop chewing them.” She painted them with a
clear liquid, thed waited for the coating to dry. “Now chew on
them,” she said.
Anderson tried, the stuff tasted horrible. he spit out a
fragment of nail and said as much.
“That’s just the point. Take the bottle with you and put a
coat on your nails each morning. After a while, you won’t even
think of biting them.” She then pierced his ears. “You’re about
what, 26,” she asked.
Anderson nodded.
She pierced them twice more, so he had three gold studs in
each ear. “You’re young enough so that looks about right,” she
concluded. After a lecture on how to care for the piercings, she
took him over to a vanity table and began showing him how to apply
cosmetics, indoctrinating him in the mysteries of foundations,
bases, power, lipstick, gloss, mascara, eyeshadow, and cold cream.
After she was done, she scrubbed it all off and had him apply it,
correcting him as he made mistakes.