"Wow," she said, looking at me. "I think you're shorter than me now?"I'd been short for my age as a boy, barely taller than Sophia despitebeing a yea...r older. "Yeah, I think so. You didn't give me heels, didyou?" I looked down. Sneakers, similar to the ones I'd been wearingbut in pastel green and yellow. My outfit was not that different fromwhat I'd worn before, jeans and a T-shirt, but my old, ratty church campT-shirt had been replaced by a light green shirt with swirling abstractdesigns. " Her hands stroked up and down my body, one hand going into my panties and stroking my buns. "It's like I can't control myself, I just want to see you become more feminine. Can you forgive me?" Of course," I said, my penis gradually becoming hard in my panties."Good," she said. "Now let's get started!"Since it was Saturday night, there wasn't much we could do. But Janice did teach me how to shave my legs and underarms. It took a little time, but soon my legs and underarms were hair-free."Well,. "Darrell, I know you don?t believe in magic but it will not hurt you to try my special SRU wine. One sip is all it will take to make this evening one you will remember for a long time. The instructions on the label are very important, follow them carefully," the old man said.Darrell left the mall and headed home. He had been in the store much longer than he had thought apparently, he just barely had time to get ready for the party. Darrell put on a pair of soft slacks and a comfortable sweater.. Until Rachel jumped on Connie’s back, forcing our hands apart.“What’s going on,” I ask?“Nothing Jay, just messing with my best girl Connie,” answers Rachel.We continue to the coffee shop and find Brandi sitting by herself.“Hi Guys,” says Brandi. “Thanks for coming out to support me. What’s wrong Connie, you look upset?”“I’m fine Brandi, just drank more than I should have a brunch,” says Connie. “I’m just feeling a little woozy.”“Sweetie, you need me to take you home,” I ask?“Ye” “NO, I have.