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working at the grocery store isn't exactly thrilling I spend most of my shifts Bing groceries rounding up stray carts and sometimes covering at the specialty counter where I sell film cigarettes and gum the job's nothing special but the pay is steady and the view oh honey it's a Runway of everyday life women of every shape and style pass through those automatic doors tall short young old polished disheveled I take them all in observing the details the nuances its research really between the ladies at the store and the girls at school I've built the perfect blueprint

for when I step into my own version of femininity oh did I forget to mention that part well darling I've been dressing as a girl for as long as I can remember always in secret of course my father wouldn't have just disapproved he would have beaten the truth right out of me at least that's what I always feared but that fear lost its grip when fate intervened dad was a drinker and one night at his favorite Pub he got caught up in a fight that ended in two gunshots the cops told us he was dead

before he even hit the floor just like that it was Mom and me and to be honest neither of us were drowning in grief whatever love my parents once I had long since dried up and I barely knew him Beyond The Shadow he car at 15 the only thing my father left me me that I truly valued was my he at 55 I was a good half foot shorter than most of my classmates even some of the girls my strawberry blonde hair reached my shoulders and with the right touch a simple headband a little finesse

I could pass as something close to pretty my biggest struggle makeup that and my wardrobe which was pitifully limited mom's clothes were out of the question she was taller heavier and our styles were Worlds Apart the only things I could borrow were little trinkets some jewelry hair and there I was fairly certain she knew about my hobby but she never said a word and with Dad around she wouldn't have dared that silence shattered about 3 weeks after the funeral now that your father's gone why would you let me meet the girl that stops by every

now and then my heart slammed against my ribs what girl I played dumb even though I knew exactly who she meant the one that hides under your bed inside the gray box the fear hit my throat like a swallowed razor blade I said nothing at first then managed you'll laugh I promise I won't she said softly go change let me meet this Phantom girl for a moment we just stared at each other the weight of what she was asking pressed against years of carefully guarded secrecy I had always dreaded this moment convinced that revealing this

part of my self would bring nothing but disaster my father's ghost looned in my mind but then my mother smiled and somehow that was enough without another word I stood turned and made my way to my room toward the truth I have hidden for so long an hour later with nerves stretched thin and hands trembling I finally stepped out of my room every movement felt deliberate cautious as if one misstep would shatter The Fragile illusion I had worked so hard to create but there I was fully dressed from skin to fabric exactly as I had

always envisioned a short Navy skirt swayed around my thighs paired with a soft pink blouse that felt almost weightless against my skin the low Navy heels gave me just the right posture a small lift that made me feel graceful my hair swept back into a Pon tail framed my face where I had done my best with makeup though I knew it wasn't quite perfect the final touch the modest curve of my chest a carefully constructed illusion made of bird sea filled sacks nestled into my bra hardly impressive but enough to give me the suggestion of

something real mom stood in the doorway of the living room her gaze sweeping over me from head to toe the weight of her silent assessment made my stomach twist but then she smiled soft knowing you look very pretty she said finally but with just a little help you could look even better can I would you let me help you standing there my heart hammering so hard I thought it might shake the very air around me what else could I say as scared as I was I wasn't foolish enough to reject an offer I desperately needed

my reflection had always shown me an approximation of the girl I wanted to be but never quite enough so I nodded yes I whispered within minutes I was perched on a kitchen chair while Mom worked her magic she needed only a simple brush to smooth and shape my hair into something more deliberate her touch confident assured then with practiced hands she adjusted my makeup nothing drastic just subtle changes that somehow transformed everything when she finally let me turn toward the mirror I barely recognized the girl staring back at me not just passible pretty not stunning

not a cover model but enough enough to make my heart clench with a kind of Joy I didn't dare Express I swallowed it down afraid of giving myself away there mom said satisfied that's a little better now tell me what do I call you you must have picked a name by now the name had always been there waiting just below the surface the syllables felt both foreign and familiar as they left my lips Lucy I told her she nodded as if she had already known as if it had always been obvious well Lucy she said

the name settling comfortably between us how about we go shopping get you a few more skirts some blouses maybe some shoes and better makeup the thrill of her suggestion fought against the immediate Terror that followed the idea of stepping outside of being seen tightened around my ribs like a vice mom must have seen the fear flicker across my face because she stepped away briefly returning moments later with her own makeup freshened without another word she took my hand and then I did the impossible I stepped outside the moment my foot crossed the threshold Panic surged

through me it was a different kind of fear sharper colder than even showing mom my true self I had spent years ensuring Lucy never left the house now I was out in the open where anyone could see my stomach knotted my heartbeat rattled inside my chest and before before I could think better of it I practically bolted toward the car M chuckled softly relax sweethart she said as she slid into the driver's seat no one is going to know unless you do something foolish just breathe I nodded swallowing hard I'll try I murmured though my

body remained rigid my muscles coiled tight with anticipation of something anything going horribly wrong the drive to the store was quick too quick I barely had had time to brace myself before we pulled into the parking lot and then there was no Escape no turning back so I followed her inside skirts dresses shoes makeup a bra panty hose a slip a night gown item after item piled up in our cart and with each one I felt the weight of my own presence in that store grow heavier by the time we reached the checkout I was

a wreck frantic inside barely holding my self together outside as we stepped out into the parking lot mom turned to me with an amused smile that wasn't so hard was it I stared at her still shaken Mom I'm 15 I'm a boy and you just took me into a store dressed like this she tilted her head her smile never wavering yes she said simply but how many people knew you were a boy none that was the right answer of course but I wasn't quite ready to admit it to Mom as much as I wanted to

bask in the thrill of it to Revel in the fact that no one had seen through me I kept my excitement in check there was still a question nagging at me why had she bought me so many clothes I only dressed up once in a while and I'd probably outgrow them before long but I didn't ask instead I quietly placed them in my closet neatly hung and waiting a secret garden of fabric and possibility mom never told me to change so I spent the rest of the day as Lucy it was the longest I had

ever stayed dressed as myself my real self and when night fell and the next morning arrived I had to shed that skin and step back into my boy self for work the shift in emotions was jaring like being shoved into a roll I no longer fit as I pulled on my jeans my gaze lingered on my closet where skirts and dresses swayed gently as if calling to me that day at work was brutal I was scheduled for a 10-hour shift because one of the girls didn't show up her job Cosmetics that meant I spent the

entire day surrounded by Perfume lipstick and the velvety softness of powders and creams it was maddening the sense clung to me teasing reminding me of what I had left at home by Monday school had whittel down to its final 3 days half days really when the bell rang I went straight to work only to be met with an unexpected surprise Mr Otis my boss pulled me aside we're keeping you at the Cosmetics counter fulltime he said what I blinked the girl quit you did a great job covering for her and honestly sales went up you

must have a sense of what women want because customers responded really well to you he grinned so congratulations you're officially our new Cosmetics clerk I sighed knowing there was no point in arguing the irony was almost painful I had spent so much time perfecting my knowledge of makeup for my own secret life and now that knowledge had rooted me in a job I never expected to have by Wednesday it felt like routine I walked into work after school headed straight for the counter and was just about ready to start when Mrs Otis A store owner

approached me she was older than my mother by about 10 years but somehow looked younger her presence commanding in a way that made people listen Donnie can I talk to you I turned to her forcing a smile sure what can I do for you Mrs Otis she hesitated choosing her words carefully you know we hired someone to take over your old job and we can't just fire him but my stomach Twisted but what two customers complained about you I stiffened me what did I do her expression softened nothing wrong dear it's just just some of

our customers find it odd having a boy work at the Cosmetics counter one woman even mentioned that you helped her pick out the perfect shade for her complexion I swallowed hard that was it I had given myself away without even realizing it she was watching me reading my reaction and I could tell she was piecing things together I could tell that I had just read a lot of beauty magazines during slow hours technically true but something her gaze told me she wouldn't buy it she took a deep breath I'm just going to say this straight

out Donnie you clearly know more about this counter than most teenage boys would you also know how girls your age dress how they apply makeup how to help women find exactly what works for them that means you could easily work here as a girl I froze what she smiled almost conspiratorially if you come to work as a girl I'll adjust your work record it'll show that we hired a new girl instead of keeping you here as Donnie I choked on a breath you want me to start working here as a girl are you nuts then

realizing how loud that had come out I quickly added sorry ma'am but that's crazy is it she counted her voice calm unweaving I was in the store the other day and saw a very cute girl shopping with your mother that had to be you Donnie don't bother denying it Panic surged through me I scrambled for an excuse something to talk my way out of this but she was already a step ahead if you start tomorrow as a girl no one will question it she continued smoothly wek just tell everyone you're a new hire but but

everyone we know shops here my voice wavered as my worst fear clawed its way to the surface someone will figure it out eventually what happens then what about you what about me her gaze didn't waver I'm certain she said firmly but no no one will recognize you you did I blurted she gave a small knowing smile no I said I saw your mother with a cute girl I guess the rest and you Donnie just confirmed it needless to say I didn't answer her Mrs Otis had effortlessly maneuvered me into a confession and as she walked

away I was left standing there stunned by how easily I had fallen into a trap my mind spung with the impossibility of what she would was asking how could I possibly pull this off I was awkward not particularly pretty and still unsteady in heels I wanted to do it desperately but the fear of being found out wrapped around me like a vice I had no choice but to tell Mom there was no getting around it either I went through with this or lost my job Mrs Otis had made that crystal clear and then there was

the money I was already making $8 an hour which was decent but if I did this if I became Lucy full-time at work I'd be making $10 an hour that was a lot of money for a teenager the thought of it alone was enough to make my decision waver but deep down I already knew what I was going to do miss Otis knew it too I could see it in the way she watched me before leaving before she walked away completely she gave me one last directive no not a request an order the in my

office at 9:00 the first day after school lets out she said as the girl I saw in the store and then she was gone what did she know that I didn't the rest of the day was a blur of perfume and lipstick powders and Foundations constant reminders of the decision looming over me I felt that I was teetering on a tight Trope torn between running home and slipping into a skirt or abandoning the entire idea but every time I told myself no it was a lie the truth had already settled inside me I was going

to show up as Lucy I had already made the decision long before Mrs Otis had even said a word the real question was how was her son going to react he had a reputation one that made most of the female employees roll their eyes he had hit on nearly every woman who worked there though they tolerated him because the pay was too good to pass up I doubted he'd bother with me given that I was only 15 but if he did and I turned him down what then wor yet he would almost certainly know who

I really was I couldn't imagine Mrs Otis keeping something like that from her own son by the time I got home my nerves were completely shot and after telling Mom the whole story I was convinced she would pick up the phone call Mrs Otis and shut this whole thing down before I even had a chance to consider it further at dinner we sat across from each other the weight of My Confession hanging between us mom's face was unreadable not angry but not exactly smiling either I BRAC myself for the inevitable rejection instead after several long

moments she finally spoke okay she said her voice even I'll go along with this for now but if we're going to do this you'll have to let me help you become the perfect little girl mom I groaned all right all right the perfect teenage girl then she corrected with a smirk the money is fantastic and considering how often you've been dressing up anyway I don't see you fighting this too hard this will give you a taste of what it's like to be a girl all the time besides she added her voice softening you really are

very cute you know I felt my face heat up Mom everyone we know shops there all it would take is one person recognizing me and it would be all over for both of us but especially for me then we'll just have to make sure they don't recognize you she said simply I frowned hauh she tapped her fingers on the table thinking I'll come up with something come straight home after school tomorrow and we'll see just how pretty we can make you that is if you want to do this she met my eyes her expression unreadable

once more I won't Force you she said gently but if you decide you want this I'll help you I didn't answer right away I didn't need to we both already knew what I was going to do that was it the choice was mine alone if I said yes it would only confirm what everyone mom Mrs Otis maybe even I had already suspected a part of me wished mom would just make the decision for me so I could pretend I had no say in it that way if it all went wrong I could place the blame

elsewhere but I knew that wasn't going to happen she was letting me decide and if I agreed what would it mean for us we had always been close as close as a mother and son could be but what what would happen if I became her daughter instead mom's clear blue eyes stayed locked on mine a strand of hair brushing against her face as she waited for my answer there was no pressure in her expression no judgment just quiet expectation the Curiosity about living as a girl had been with me for as long as I could

remember a whisper in the back of my mind that had only grown louder over the years and now the door stood open I swallowed hard my voice barely above a whisper okay Mom but I don't want to look strange her lips curled into a small smile when we're done honey you'll look like a real doll trust me and don't worry I don't want a tart for a daughter either a nervous laugh escaped me but I didn't argue without another word I turned and headed to my room the moment the door closed behind me I stripped

down inspecting my body in the mirror there was still too much hair too much evidence of what I was trying to leave behind the solution was easy I filled the tub with steaming water adding a generous swirl of bubble bath before sinking into its warmth slowly methodically I sha legs arms everything the razor glided across my skin each pass erasing a piece of the past smoothing away any rough edges of who I had been by the time the water had cooled my skin was completely bare softened by the oils lingering in the water I rubbed

in a light layer of lotion breathing in its delicate floral scent it smelled right like it belonged on me crawling into bed I let the anticipation settle deep in my bones tomorrow everything would change the next morning School felt like a meaningless blur no one cared and neither did I my mind was too Tangled in what was coming next by 11 I was home mom wasn't there yet I made a sandwich switched on the news and waited my foot tapped anxiously against the floor my noes stretching tighter with each passing minute then finally I heard

the car pull into the driveway I turned off the TV watching as she stepped through the door shopping bags in hand a knowing smile on her face I bought you a few things to make this easier she said her voice warm let's go to your room and see how everything fits I followed her silently my heart heart hammering against my ribs once inside she instructed me to strip down to my shorts I obeyed standing there as she reached into one of the bags and pulled out something I hadn't expected a breast a remarkably realistic one

she handed it to me holding the other in her own hands your grandma used these after her mastectomy mom explained turning them over carefully she was small breasted so I think they'll be perfect for you after she passed I put them into storage I went to the house today and found them I ran my fingers over the surface soft warm pliable almost indistinguishable from real skin then I stopped at a shop and picked up the right adhesive she continued setting down a small bottle all we need to do is Mark where they go let the

glue get tacky and set them in place my breath caught in my throat as she stepped forward stand still she pressed the first form against my chest making a small Mark then did the same on the other side the adhesive came next spread evenly onto both my skin and the forms then carefully she pressed them into place one at a time she smoothed them down her hands steady and deliberate ensuring they adhered perfectly she held them there waiting making sure they stay secure when she finally stepped back I felt the weight of them real perky

warm against my skin the color was so close to my own that unless I looked closely I couldn't even see the seams mom took a step back tilting her head as she examined her work with quiet satisfaction you'll need to figure out how to hide the rest Lucy she said her voice gentle but firm but I know you can handle that then with a smile she turned to the rest of the shopping bags pulling out a blouse and skirt nachi said amusement dancing in her eyes let's get you dressed with that Mom handed me a

pair of new panties plain white cotton full cut No Frills no lace just something simple and practical as I slipped them on I felt a quiet sense of finality settle over me Mom led me to her vanity where she had neatly laid out brand new makeup go ahead she said standing behind me her eyes watching in the mirror just don't go overboard I nodded steadying my hands before applying the foundation carefully blending it until my skin looks smooth and even a dusting of translucent powder followed which I left as set until it appeared slightly blotchy

before brushing away the excess under my eyes I applied a soft green pencil something I had never tried before but it subtly brightened my face a brown liner along my upper Lids gave my eyes depth without looking too heavy mom had picked out a peach blusher different from what I was used to but as soon as I swept it across my cheeks I saw how much softer and more natural it looked just as I finished mom set my hair in rollers covering my head with a plastic cap before leading me back to my room once

there she pulled something new from a bag a handful of small oval paths slip these under your panties dear she instructed holding them out to me they'll help give you a rounder shape I did as she said carefully adjusting them until they sat just just right then came the panty hose smoothing everything into place she handed me my outfit next a pink pleated skirt soft and flowing paired with a crisp white blouse with a round collar I buttoned it up tucking it neatly into the waistband before sipping my feet into white flats as I stood

I caught my reflection in the mirror the girl staring back atne was familiar yet different her face framed by the ridiculous plastic cap still covering her hair hair mom must have noticed my expression because she sat me down immediately and started working carefully undoing the rollers and brushing out my hair with each stroke a soft stylish Bob took shape Sleek effortless the kind of cut many girls my age had I couldn't help but smile feeling emboldened I made my way to her vanity picked up a tube of reddish pink lipstick and carefully traced the shape

of my lips the transer foration was undeniable my natural Cupid's bow usually invisible suddenly stood out lending my face a distinctly feminine quality mom pressed something small into my palm I opened my fingers and found a pair of earrings delicate gold studs but I don't have pierced ears I murmured glancing up at her she simply smiled and fastened a thin gold necklace around my neck we'll take care of that right now come to the kitchen I barely had time to react before she had me sitting down an ice cube numbed my loes and before I

could protest she pierced them with a needle sliding the earrings into place the sting was brief nothing compared to the rush I felt when I looked in the mirror again the girl in a reflection wasn't just trying anymore she was real with every step I took I felt the slight bounce of my new breasts the weight of them was strange but oddly exhilarating I find understood why girls wore prayers not just for support but because that constant movement would get exhausting fast I admired the vision in the mirror short blonde hair and a shik bulb

perky feminine curves long legs encased in sheer panty hose a smile that radiated confidence she was Lucy she was me mom broke the spell when she gently took my arm Lucy what I blinked still lost in my reflection you don't have much for clothes besides the few skirts and dresses we bought the other day she reminded me we need to get you enough to get by for a while that's your only bra for instance since we have the rest of the day why not do it now one last glance in the mirror was all it

took my reflection the reality of my transformation washed away any lingering fear I nodded okay I said within half an hour we were at the mall my first time stepping out as Lucy I expected nerves expected to feel exposed but instead a quiet confidence settled Over Me Maybe I was a little on edge but I wasn't afraid I asterisk looked asterisk like a girl a real 15-year-old girl I had the shape the hair the clothes and most importantly the desire to be seen this way that gave me a kind of confidence I had never known

before Mom led me straight to a lingery shop where we began bu buing my wardrobe from the inside out I quickly learned my Siz is 34 a br size six panties size eight dresses size seven shoes perfect proportions Mong noted approvingly as she sifted through the racks then she turned to me with a knowing smile a girl your age doesn't need an underwire or padded bra she explained handing me a few simple options but they are fun to wear so you can pick one of each the rest will be rather plain I'm afraid I didn't

mind this was just the beginning Lucy had arrived and she wasn't going anywhere bags weigh me down as we left the storees panties slips skirts a few dresses two cozy sweaters slacks Jens and an assortment of tops and blouses we loved everything to the car stashing them away before heading back into the mall for more shoes came next heels Flats sandals each carefully chosen to match my new wardrobe then some cheap but cute jewelry Hair Care Essentials and finally the finishing touch a professional Makeup Session I sat in the chair as a makeup artist worked

her magic sculpting my face with brushes and powders turning me from a girl playing dress up into someone who looked effortlessly put together Mong bought everything the woman used on me ensuring I could recreate the look Myself by the time we got home my excitement was fading replaced by a creeping sense of panic the adrenaline that had fueled me all day was wearing off leaving behind the weight of reality this wasn't just shopping for fun tomorrow I would step into the world as Lucy at work around people I had known for years I was hit

with a severe case of I can't do this it wasn't until I was safely in my room surrounded by my new clothes that I started to calm down mom told me to try everything on giving me space to do it on my own that was when I discovered something truly magical the padded bre with that one on I had cleavage real cleavage I twisted and turned in the mirror watching the subtle Shadows The Gentle curves it was a small thing but it made a world of difference after I finished trying on all my outfits I

dressed in a pair of new jeans a pink top and my sandals then joined mom in the kitchen she gave me an approving once over your hips look a little Fuller I grinned I moved the pads around and added the other two you had smart she said nodding then after a pause are you just planning to show up for work tomorrow or maybe you should stop by and see Mrs Otis today that way she'll be ready for you in the morning she had a point it would be easier to walk in tomorrow knowing she was

expecting me I took a breath all right I'll go hi grabbed my purse the weight of it feeling un familiar but right and stepped out the door the three block walk to the store felt longer than usual as I passed a few neighborhood kids I braced myself for stares Whispers anything but they barely glanced at me no hesitation no recognition that gave me a small surge of confidence standing outside the store though was another story I hesitated my nose battling against my resolve then taking a deep breath I pushed forward inside I spotted Mrs Otis

heading toward her office and quickened my Pace before I lost my nerve I knocked on her door she turned smiling Yes dear can I help you I straightened my shoulders my name is Lucy you told me to report tomorrow but I thought I'd come by today just so we could meet her expression shifted to surprise her mouth parting slightly before she exclaimed oh my God is that you I nodded yes ma'am she shook her head grinning I knew you were cute but you don't just look cute you look fantastic a warmth spread through me at

the compliment thank you you mentioned something about paperwork I prompted keeping my voice steady oh yes let me get it it took about 30 minutes to fill everything out the only thing I had to change was my name from Lou Aaron to Lucy Aaron everything else was the truth when we were done she handed me an ID card with Lucy eron printed on it making it feel all the more official you're all set she said handing me the schedule see you at opening tomorrow then as I stood to leave I hesitated what about your son

her expression darkened slightly don't worry about him she said simply brushing it off then taking my hand she added come on let's introduce you to the rest of the staff my stomach clenched I had known these people for 2 years now I had to pretend I was meeting them for the first time what if someone saw through me I was shaky at first but one by one they greeted me with smiles and Hells completely unaware of who I had been before no suspicion no double takes then came the real test the Bad Boys every one

of them went to my school as they were introduced I held my breath scanning their faces for any sign of recognition two of them gave me the eye the kind of look guys gave girls but that was it by the time we made it back to the office I felt lighter almost kidy I could do this as long as I didn't screw up and as long as Mrs ot's son didn't take an interest in me that would be unpleasant wear a skirt and top tomorrow Lucy I want you to present a nicely feminine look at

the Cosmetics counter Mrs Otis instructed I'm hoping you'll help us grow that area of the business right now the drugstores are killing us but with someone to assist the customers which they don't have will have the edge see you tomorrow at 9: I nodded the excitement still csing through me walking into that store as Lucy and not being recognized had been exhilarating a silent Victory the fears that had once haunted me the countless times I had Twisted the truth just to dress up Suddenly felt unnecessary even ridiculous yet as confident as I felt I knew

anything could still happen but for now the Sun was shining the sky was a clear blue and I had become a girl my life felt like it was unfolding perfectly and I couldn't help but grin I could taste the faint hint of lipstick on my lips feel the subtle fragrance of my perfume around me and for the first time I allowed myself to simply enjoy it lost in thought I didn't notice Jay approaching until he was right in front of me hi startled I looked up and saw him standing there grinning hi I replied my

voice steady but my heart hammering you're the new girl working at the Cosmetics counter right my name's Jay by the way Lucy I said automatically smiling despite the small Panic rising in my chest Mrs Otis thought I'd be good at it so she asked me to give it a try Jay's smile widened can I Walk You Home Lucy my mind spun I knew Jay from school not closely but well enough if he studied my face too hard if something about me seemed familiar but then again I had just walked through an entire store full of

people I knew and no one had batted an eye so why was I suddenly panicked now I hesitated for only a second before nodding sure we walked side by side toward my house and the experience was surreal Jay talked to me like I was just another girl no hesit ation no suspicion no sign that he saw anything other than what I was presenting and that was what rattled me most of all I had never truly understood what it was like for a girl when a boy spoke to her but now hearing Jay's voice directed at

me it felt different it was nice in a way sweet even but it also stirred something inside me I wasn't ready to face Jay was tall handsome and confident and the worst part I liked that he wanted to walk me home what did that say about me as we reached my front door Jay smiled down at me I'll see you at work tomorrow looking forward to it I almost squeezed his hand the moment the door shut behind me I leaned against it my heart bracing Jay had sent a message loud and clear he thought I

was cute and if he did other boys would too that meant that sooner or later one of them was going to ask me out me on a date the idea both thrilled and terrified me I was excited that Jay had shown interest because it meant I had truly passed as a girl but was I feminine enough to handle the reality of what that meant in just a few days my world had been flipped twisted and turned inside out I had gone from an Ordinary Boy backing groceries to a girl working the Cosmetics counter from invisible

to desirable from Donnie to Lucy I made my way to my room sitting in front of the mirror staring at the girl I had become could I do this could I keep this up and wife a boy did ask me out how long could I keep saying no before it became suspicious I shook my head pushing the thoughts away picking up my brush I ran it through my hair then touched up my lipstick out of habit now not necessity to clear my mind I changed out of my jeans into a pair of shorts and a

simple tea then I went to the kitchen set the table and started dinner letting the normaly of routine distract me but the thoughts lingered in the back of my mind this was real now and I had no idea where it would take me dinner was already on the table when Mom came home and as we ate she casually dropped something into the conversation that made me freeze mid bite I saw Mrs Otis at the service station today she said with a knowing smile she's very impressed with you that was nice to heal of course but

there was still still a few questions only mom could answer before I could ask though she added oh and she also mentioned seeing some boy named Jay walking you home is that true I sighed and nodded feeling the heat creep up my neck mom smacked like she had just won some invisible bet what did I tell you I said you were cute enough to attract Boys by the Dozen and I was right Mom I groaned I'm a boy remember yes dear I remember she said easily but you don't look like a boy now do you

and this is what we girls go through at your agage we wait to be asked out hoping we're pretty enough to attract a boy we like than trying to be the girl he wants us to be obviously this boy Jay thinks you're pretty or he wouldn't have walked you home I had no idea how to respond to that I hadn't exactly wanted Jay to walk me home well maybe I had a little but I hadn't expected it and I definitely wasn't prepared for what Mom said next tell me did you plan on staying home all

summer I hesitated no I guess not but I never girls your age don't stay home on weekends Lucy she interrupted her voice calm but firm and I suspect you won't either this boy or maybe another will ask you out it's up to you of course but staying at home all summer will be rather boring won't it I stared at her are you telling me that you want me to date boys she chuckled no dear I'm saying that once I saw you all fixed up and watched you for a few days there was never any doubt

in my mind I knew you'd be dating boys the only question was how long it would take for one of them to ask I was about to argue to tell her how ridiculous that was until my own memories betrayed me the way Jay had smiled at me the way my heart had picked up speed when he asked to walk me home the way his presence had felt nice too nice I panicked but what if he wants to kiss me mom only laughed do what feels right honey if that means kissing him then kiss him after

all it's not like you're getting married to him or anything are you that night I wrestled with everything she had said but more than that I wrestled with myself because deep down I knew the truth I had liked the way Jay had looked at me I had like the way he spoke to me the way he had walked beside me as if I belonged there I just wasn't ready to tell on that when I finally drifted to sleep my dreams betrayed me in them Jay kissed me and in the dream I didn't pull away in

the morning I got ready for my first official day at work dressing in the pink pleated skirt and a simple white blouse with my white flats mom helped with my hair again while I did my makeup then after a final check in the mirror I grabbed my purse and walked to the store the day was hectic customers l in and out and I barely had time to think but between all the chaos two of the bad boys stopped by to chat with me not just polite conversation but flirting the kind of casual playful remarks that

girls at school had always gabled about but that I had never experienced myself until now Mrs Otis checked in with me giving her approval her son thankfully stayed far away the day flew by in a blur and then just when I thought I was safe sa one small thing happened Jay asked to walk me home again he didn't even phrase it as a question this time just a statement as if it were already decided and just like the day before I couldn't say no but this time something was different this time I knew what was

happening Jay had made me aware of myself in a way only a boy could make a girl feel and I knew I knew that he was attracted to me it was in the way his voice softened the way he stood just a little closer than necessary and the most shocking part I liked it every nerve in my body was on high alert my senses felt sharper my skin more sensitive to the way the air shifted around us I had always wondered what it would be like to be kissed by someone other than a relative I

had never even kissed a girl at school never even tried and now the thought that Jay might be my first as we walked out of the store his hand brushed against mine then slowly as if testing the waters his fingers curled around mine hand in hand he walked me right to my front door I was still dazed when the door opened mom standing there watching us what could I do swadling hard I forced a smile Mom this is Jay Jay my mother he smiled mom smiled I tried to smile Jay was still holding my hand

as mom gave me one last knowing glance before disappearing inside then as if it were the most natural thing in the world he asked do you want to see a show Saturday night my mind went blank he was standing there his fingers still laced with mine his eyes expectant his grin effortless how could I say no I nodded yes his grin widened before he finally released my hand and I quickly slipped inside closing the door behind me like it was some kind of Shield mom was already setting dinner on the table your young man is

quite the hunk Lucy I groaned he's not my young man mother shom chuckled did he ask you out I shot her a look just how did she always seem to know everything yes I admitted keeping my answer as short as possible she wasn't having it well I sighed realizing I had no way out of this Jay asked me to go to a show on Saturday night and I said yes m hunda mingly as she set down the last plate that sounds like fun maybe I can get you an appointment at the salong between now and

then you could use a cut and a better style wouldn't hurt either you'll enjoy it and Jay will have the prettiest girl he knows on his arm I blinked a salent appointment a better style she said it all so casually as if it were a given the more things happened the more I realized just how much Mom had embraced this first the clothes then the breast forms now Jay and a trip to her Salon she was acting as if it were the most normal thing in the world for a boy to become a girl and

the strangest part it didn't feel like she was pushing me just gently steadily accepting me I could still smell my perfume lingering in the air feel the nylon against my legs the weight of my breasts and the way my body had effortlessly adapted to these changes mom wasn't questioning any of it but I was I had hesitated before finally asking mom why are you doing this I mean at first I thought she didn't understand the question but then when you were little and played in my clothes it was just a game she began her voice

calm measured when you were eight and insisted on being Cinderella for Halloween I gave in rather than argue when you were 12 and I found some of my old clothes under your bed I dismissed it as a prank but when you turned 14 and I found that gray box under your bed filled with clothes that weren't mine but were your size I knew this wasn't something that would just go away she paused watching my face but I was frozen I could have demanded that you stop she continued or punished you but I didn't instead I

did a little research boys like you they never give up dressing as girls no matter what happens to them so I had a choice I could try to stop you though it didn't seem possible after every everything I had read or I could help you if I helped you I'd have a better chance of making sure you learned how to be a girl not some parody Or Worse a clown personally I don't see anything special about being a woman but you do and that's why I'm helping you I swallowed hard my throat tight with emotion

as for dating she added I'm not encouraging it I'm simply letting you decide what's best for yourself but having said that once I saw you as Lucy there was no doubt in my mind that a boy may be more than one would find you attractive and ask you out it was up to you to decide whether to go with him or not her gaze softened does that answer your question I nodded slowly unable to find words because somehow it did mom had remembered everything every dress up game every Halloween costume every hidden piece of clothing

I thought had gone unnoticed only dad had kept both of silent different reasons same outcome we had known the truth for Years yet neither of us had spoken it aloud now sitting there in my pink skirt and blouse my hair neatly styled my makeup subtly enhancing my features I look just like any other girl my age and For the First Time The Cloud of doubt that have followed me all my life the nagging fear that what I wanted was wrong simply disappear mom didn't want a daughter she wanted a happy child and her hi I

wanted to be a girl and to be accepted as one we both got our way and neither of us realized just how much it meant until this moment emotions swelled in my chest as I saw a single tear sliit from one's eye I didn't need to say anything I just stood up wrapped my arms around her and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek thank you I whispered we did the dishes together moving in comfortable silence and afterward I changed into my only night gown and joined mom in the living room to watch TV at

some point she glanced at me and said I think you'd look cute with a shorter hairstyle something stylish more you I tensed I had spent years growing out my hair just so I could look like a girl and now she wanted me to cut it I'll think about it I murmured but in my mind I dismissed the idea completely the next day at work was hectic and before I knew it the shift had flown by I was exhausted but pleased the day after I had planned to sleep in but mom had other ideas she woke

me up early and told me to get dressed we were going to the salon I groaned but obeyed pulling on a pair of jeans before she stopped me a skirt and blouse Lucy she reminded me I sighed but changed knowing there was no arguing the salon wasn't crowded but as soon as we walked in the smell hit me chemicals shampoo and warm air from the dve wires all blending together it wasn't exactly pleasant but after a few minutes I barely noticed it mom spoke to the receptionist and before I had time to protest I was

led to a chair The Stylist Avery was older maybe 25 and effortlessly beautiful so what are we doing today she asked running her fingers through my long hair nothing I said quickly she didn't seem surprised instead she pulled out a book and flipped to a page before turning it to face me you look fantastic in this cut honey she said with certainty that long hair doesn't do anything for you it just makes you look like a kid it's time to change things up I frowned at the picture it was pretty sophisticated even but cutting my

hair felt like letting go of something important Avery saw my hesitation look you can always grow it back if you don't like it she said but I know I'm right and if you let me I'll prove it I swallowed hard looked at mom who just gave me a reassuring smile and then back at Avery okay I whispered the sound of the scissors snipping through my hair was oddly hypnotic strand by strand my long hair fell away until suddenly it was done when I looked in the mirror I barely recognized myself soft waves framed my face

curling slightly at the ends while delicate bangs rested just above of my brows the style made me look older more polished more real I couldn't stop staring Avery smacked told you I was still glowing when she led me to the manicurist where my nails were shaped and painted a soft sheer pink by the time I stepped out of the salon I felt more like a girl than ever and if there had been any lingering doubts before they were gone now that night was a major turning point I quit worrying about whether I looked convincing and

just embraced being Lucy and when Jay took me to the show that Saturday night he kissed me and I let him the first time it was like a jolt of electricity unexpected thrilling and utterly confusing but after I calmed down I let it happen again and again by the time he walked me to my door my lips tingled my heart raced and my mind was a whirlwind of emotions I wasn't ready to name but one thing was clear I had never wanted to kiss anyone before not until now at work I became the girl to

go to for advice on Cosmetics our small Department saw a noticeable increase in sales and Mrs Otis clearly pleased bumped up my pay Again by the time I was a week away from starting school again mom and I both knew the truth there was no way I could go back to being LS some phone calls were made mom spoke to our lawyer the school was conted and just like that I was officially allowed to attend as Lucy and just like that I was Lucy I turned 16 a month after school started and that was when

Jay and I broke up not because of Any dramatic falling out not because of some scandalous secret revealed just the quiet realization that we had drifted apart he had liked me maybe even more than I realized at the time but I think deep down he knew that I was chasing something Beyond just being his girlfriend it didn't take long before another boy Keith asked me out he was different from Jay taller quieter with an easygoing smile that made me feel at ease he didn't just flirt he watched listened and for the first time I felt

truly seen I fit in with the other girls because I could because I become one of them not just in how I looked but in how I moved how I was the glances from boys in the hallway the whispered gossip from jealous girls the way my best friends would giggle as they helped me pick out clothes for a date this was my world now and it was perfect the struggle of admission was over the doubts that had haunted me the fear that had twisted my gut in those early days had melted away soon I started

medication to become a real woman every small change every subtle shift in my body felt like a victory like proof that I was becoming who I was meant to be but the hard part was done my inner self had won now I was gliding toward the future with a smile but then he came back Jay it was a cold afternoon in late November when I saw him again I was leaving the bookstore downtown my breath curling in the crisp air when I felt a presence behind me Lucy I turned and there he was older broader

more confident than the boy who had walked me home that summer my heart stuttered my pulse leaping before I could stop it hey I managed forcing a smile his eyes swept over me taking in every change my shorter layered hair the delicate necklace at my throat the curve of my sweater against my softer frame he exhaled slowly wow you look incredible I bit my lip thanks you do too we stood there for a moment the air thick with something unspoken I heard about you he said finally about everything I swallowed bracing myself for the rejection

for the awkward stammering that usually came when people figured it out but he only smiled and I realized I never stopped wanting to Walk You Home a sharp inhale a frozen second in time you what he stepped closer just enough that I could feel the warmth radiating off of him I was a dumb kid Lucy I didn't get it then but now I do his voice was soft steady I don't care what's changed you're still you and I'd really like to take you out to dinner if you'll let me my throat was tight my heart

pounding in a rhythm I couldn't control could I say yes did I want to say yes Keith had been sweet kind easy but this this was something different this was my past colliding with my future and maybe just maybe it was exactly what I needed so I nodded and for the second time in my life Jay took my hand only this time I knew exactly who I was and this time I kissed him first