I woke up in my bra and panties, far more
comfortable than boxers. I got a shower,
loving the feeling of massaging my breasts,
ah what the hell their mine I can call them
what I like, my boobies, giggle. I got changed
into a t shirt and a skirt, the I started my "girl
lessons." First there was peeing. I was to sit
down, wipe, then pull up my panties and skirt.
Easy enough. Next was make up. A little
"enhanced my beauty" but too much made
me look like a whore. This was a little trickier.
We went through sport, manners and even
picking up guys, I was straight when I was a
guy so I'm still straight now. My sisters
hugged me. "Your now the perfect little girl!
Tommorow were going to take you out, show
you off to the world and, only if you want, get
you a boyfriend, ok?" "That sounds great,
thanks."