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:: Wednesday Morning [bookmark]
''Wednesday Morning''

<<if $full_tf gt 0>>You and Belinda wait in your room until Mrs. Anderson arrives.<<else>>There's a knock on the door and Belinda and Mrs. Anderson walk in.<<endif>>

"Okay, Parker," [[Mrs. Anderson]] says.  "Your clothes are all on racks in one of the spare rooms.  Come with us and we'll take you there."

[[You]] walk in a bit of a fog behind [[Belinda]] and Mrs. Anderson until you arrive at the room she was talking about.  In the room are two different racks with a number of different outfits hung up on them.  You stare at the clothes in wonder.  She must have spent a fortune on these.

"This is the best I can do on short notice," Mrs. Anderson says.  "We'll do a lot better for you some time soon."

You automatically say, "You really don't have to do...."

"Oh, shush, Parker.  I certainly think we do," Mrs. Anderson says and she and Belinda start looking through the clothes.  "Now, my first piece of advice would be not to listen to a word that Belinda says.  Before you know it, she'll have you in high-heeled boots with a leather micro-skirt and a tube top so tight, you might as well wear a sign that says, 'Open for Business.'"

Belinda objects, "Mom.  I wouldn't do that.  Well, not on her first day dressing as a girl, anyway.  Besides I don't think trashy slutty is going to work on Parker.  I think slutty elegance is the look that she needs."

"Well, I certainly agree with the elegance at least," Mrs. Anderson says.  "Now, let me see..."  She comes over and holds an outfit up in front of you to see how it looks on you.  Both Belinda and Mrs. Anderson do this a number of times until they both find outfits for you to try on, with Belinda often grumbling about the lack of choices.

"Belinda, I'm not going to judge Parker if she wants to be a community girl, but I didn't see any reason to encourage her.  Now if she agrees with you on a style she likes, I'll be happy to expand her wardrobe."

After a little bit, they both seem to have selected their choices.  "Okay," Mrs. Anderson says, "I think we've both got a favorite.  Unfortunately we don't have time to do too much trying on here, so you should select one and we'll have you try that one on and hopefully it will work.  Now which outfit do you want to try?"

Mrs. Anderson holds up a little black dress, which would probably end just above your knee with black patent leather heels with a pointy toe.  "I've also got a pearl necklace you can borrow to go with this and a couple of bracelets.  Of course, your ears aren't pierced yet and we'll have to remedy that when you get home today.  Wendy's our resident piercing expert so she'll do it for you."

Belinda holds up a white mini dress with a plunging neckline which ties in back.  "Fortunately, Mom got you some cups, if you need them, and a thong to go with it.  Of course, if you really want to advertise<<if $full_tf gt 0>> your new pussy<<endif>>, you can skip the thong, though even I wouldn't do that.  I've got a long necklace and a couple of bracelets you can borrow.  The shoes Mom selected will be fine with this too."

"So which will it be, Parker?" Mrs. Anderson says.<<if $trig_done>>

"Remember, you owe me a favor, Parker," Belinda says a bit ominously.<<endif>>

<<if not $trig_done>>[[Mrs. Anderson's outfit.]]
<<endif>>[[Belinda's outfit.]]
[[I think I'll stick to my regular clothes after all.]]


:: Mrs. Anderson's outfit.
<<set $clothes = 1>><<set $wear_dress = true>><<Masc -10>>"I'll try on yours, [[Mrs. Anderson]]," [[you|You]] say.

"Excellent choice, Parker," Mrs. Anderson replies and gives a smug smile to [[Belinda]] who makes a face at her.

You're a little bashful as they clearly expect you to change right in front of them.  You strip off and put on the panties and bra Mrs. Anderson selected.  Then Belinda helps you into the dress and you put on the heels.

Mrs. Anderson does your makeup quickly and gets you her jewelry to put on.  When she's all done, she has you look in the mirror and you find that you look quite sexy and elegant in your little black dress.  You are, perhaps, a bit overdressed for school, but neither of them seem too worried about that and they'd both know better than you would.

[[Go to breakfast.]]


:: Belinda's outfit.
<<set $clothes = 2>><<set $wear_dress = true>><<set $belinda.love += 5>><<Masc -15>><<if $trig_done>>"So, if I select your outfit, we're square?" [[you|You]] ask [[Belinda]].  She nods.

"All right, I'll try on the mini dress," you say.  [[Mrs. Anderson]] glowers at Belinda a little, but Belinda looks delighted.<<else>>Well, might as well dress to impress.  What with the pheromones and dressing like a girl with this body, the boys are probably going to be drooling over [[you|You]] anyway.  So you might as well give them something to drool over.

"I'll try on the mini dress," you say.  [[Mrs. Anderson]] glowers at [[Belinda]] a little, but Belinda looks delighted.<<endif>>

"You won't regret it, Parker," Belinda says.  "Trust me."

You're a little bashful as they clearly expect you to change right in front of them.  <<if $full_tf gt 0>>The bra is just two separate cups with adhesive and no straps.  They push your boobs up to make quite a show of your cleavage.  "You're almost too big to wear these, Parker, but you're definitely too big to go braless," Belinda says.  "Now put on the thong."

<<else>>Belinda looks at you carefully and says, "You shouldn't need to wear a bra with this dress.  Now put on the thong."

<<endif>>You put on the thong.  <<if $full_tf eq 0>><<if $Masc lte 40>>Your penis and testicles are so small now that you can't even tell there's anything there. <<else>>You're still big enough that you bulge a bit in the thong.  Belinda looks at you and says, "Oh, I can help you with that.  She has you crouch down, crouches next to you, and pushes your testicles one by one into your body.  You didn't even know they could do that!  Fortunately, they're small enough now that it's not as uncomfortable as you were expecting and you're amazed that they stay in.  She then materializes some duct tape and tapes your penis down.

"If you need to urinate, just pull the tape down enough to do it, push your balls back up if they pop out and put the tape back on," Belinda says.

<<endif>><<endif>>The thong makes you feel like you've got a wedgie, but you quickly find that you actually rather enjoy it.

Then you put on the dress which stops at the top of your thighs and has a neckline that comes down to just above your navel, exposing quite a lot of your flesh.  Finally, you put on Mrs. Anderson's heels.

"Well," Mrs. Anderson says, "quite a bit more daring than I would have gone for, but I have to admit it works on you."

"You look terrific, Parker.  What I wouldn't give to have your figure," Belinda says.

"Oh, hush, Belinda.  Like you're starving for male attention or something," Mrs. Anderson says.  "All right, now we'll just do your makeup.  With this outfit, I don't have much choice but to go with slutty elegance."  She quickly does your makeup and Belinda gets you the jewelry she had talked about.  When she's done, Mrs. Anderson has you look in the mirror.

You gasp at the sight.  There is no question that the woman in the mirror is incredibly sexy.  On the other hand, she also looks like she might be ready to pull a train on a moment's notice.  You're not sure this was such a good idea, but it's too late to change your mind now.

[[Go to breakfast.]]


:: Go to breakfast.
When [[you|You]], [[Belinda]], and [[Mrs. Anderson]] get to breakfast, [[Mr. Anderson]] and [[Ethan]] are already eating.  "Greetings, ladies," Mr. Anderson says, "you all look lovely this morning."

<<if $clothes eq 2>>Mr. Anderson eyes you up and down, obviously appreciating all the flesh you have on display.  You blush a little under his gaze<<if $full_tf gt 0>>, but you can also feel your pussy tingle a little and you think you might be lubricating<<endif>>.  <<if $ethan.rap>><<set $ethan.love = $ethan.love - 10>>Ethan looks less appreciative and even frowns a bit.  You wonder if maybe he considers you his girlfriend now or something. <<endif>><<else>><<if $ethan.rap>>Ethan comes over and pulls out your chair for you and gives you quite the winning smile. <<endif>><<endif>>You sit down and eat your breakfast.

Mr. Anderson says, "Parker, your mother should be home later today.  I'm sure you're looking forward to seeing her."

You're not sure how to respond to this, given your decidedly mixed feelings about your mother over most of the last year so you just nod and smile.

The rest of the conversation is quite pleasant and everybody seems quite enraptured with the new you.  You find yourself much more engaged in the conversation than you had been previously and thoroughly enjoy yourself.  <<if $clothes eq 2 and $ethan.rap>>This is somewhat marred by Ethan's slightly frosty attitude, but you shrug it off.  You can worry about that later.<<endif>>

After breakfast, you, Ethan, and Belinda head out to the car where [[Molly]] is waiting to bring you to school.

[[Go to school.]]


:: Go to school.
When [[you|You]] arrive at school, [[Belinda]] takes you by the arm and firmly leads you over to a knot of students, most of whom you don't recognize.  Before you even get over to them, many of them have turned to look at you and many of the boys are quite obviously checking you out.

"Guys and gals," she says, "this is Parker Comstock.  This is her first day as a girl."  One of the boys sidles up to Belinda and whispers something in her ear.  <<if $full_tf gt 0>>Belinda nods at him and smiles.<<else>>Belinda just says, "Not yet."<<endif>>

All of the girls immediately rush over to greet and coo over you, introducing themselves and complimenting you on your hair, outfit, and makeup.  The boys give you very polite greetings as well and introduce themselves.  <<if $clothes eq 2>>Your dress gets quite a lot of attention.  Many Rosestead girls dress pretty slutty, but Belinda's outfit has left you with an awful lot of skin showing, even for Rosestead High.  Some of the boys are blatantly staring at you with their mouths hanging open. <<endif>><<if $videos>>You hear a few whispers and snickers and you blush as you remember the video that must be circulating.  But even despite that, being the center of attention gives you a thrill you've never really felt before.<<else>>Being suddenly popular and the center of attention gives you a thrill you've never really felt before.<<endif>>

When the bell rings, all of you file into classes and all of your classes go similarly.  Students who didn't give you the time of day when you were a boy are rushing up to introduce themselves.  While very enjoyable<<if $videos>> despite the snickers and whispers you hear<<endif>>, your first few classes are uneventful.

[[Go to Mrs. Donovan's class.]]


:: I think I'll stick to my regular clothes after all.
<<set $clothes = 0>><<set $makeup = 0>><<set $nail_color = 0>><<if $trig_done>>"I'm sorry, [[Belinda]]," [[you|You]] say.  "I know I agreed to wear whatever you wanted, but I guess I'm not ready for this after all.  Is there any chance I could just wear my regular clothes?"

Both Belinda and [[Mrs. Anderson]] look disappointed.  "All right," Belinda says.  "Maybe I'm rushing you.  We can work something else out instead.  Go back to your room and I'll be right there."

You're in your room, getting ready, when there's a knock at the door and Belinda walks in, holding a skimpy red pair of panties.  "All right," she says.  "I'll let you wear just these instead."

You're quite relieved.  "All right.  I can do that."  You take the silky red panties from her and slide them up your legs.

"Now come and look in the mirror," she says.  You stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself in the panties.  With your breasts and in panties, you almost look like a girl<<if $Masc gt 60>>, other than the slight bulge in your panties<<endif>>.  "Now, isn't that sexy, Parker?" Belinda says and comes up behind you, caressing the skin on your sides with her hands.  Her touch and the sight in the mirror starts to arouse you and you can feel <<if $full_tf gt 0>>your pussy getting wet.<<else>>your dick getting hard.<<endif>>  "Oh, I can see you think so too," Belinda says.

"Well, hurry up and get dressed so we can get down to breakfast," she says.  You get dressed and the two of you head down to breakfast where [[Mr. Anderson]], [[Mrs. Anderson]], and [[Ethan]] are waiting for you.<<set $wear_panties = true>><<Masc -5>><<set $belinda.love = $belinda.love + 5>><<else>>"Umm," [[you|You]] say, looking at the two outfits.  "Maybe I'll just wear my regular clothes after all.  I really appreciate the work you two have put into it, but I'm just going to pass for now."

Both [[Mrs. Anderson]] and [[Belinda]] look disappointed.  "Well, suit yourself," Mrs. Anderson sniffs.

You go back to your room, get dressed, and go to breakfast.  When you get there, [[Mr. Anderson]], [[Mrs. Anderson]], [[Belinda]], and [[Ethan]] are already there.<<endif>>

"Good morning, Parker," Mr. Anderson says.  "Your mother should be home later today.  I'm sure you're looking forward to see her."

<<if $accept_fem>>You just nod and smile.<<else>>You just grunt non-committally.<<endif>>  Your feelings about your mother have confused and distressed you for most of the last year.  That's only gotten worse since the Process started<<if $accept_fem>>, even if you've mostly accepted it now<<endif>>.  <<if $manly>>Now, you're seething with rage at her for bringing you to Rosestead and subjecting you to the Process.<<endif>>

<<if $accept_fem>>The rest of the conversation is quite pleasant.  You find yourself much more engaged in the conversation than you had been previously and thoroughly enjoy yourself.  <<if not $makeover>>You ask Mrs. Anderson if it might be possible for you to take her up on her offer of a makeover when you return from school today and she readily agrees.<<endif>><<else>>The rest of the conversation is dull and you're glad when breakfast is over.<<endif>>

After breakfast, you, Ethan, and Belinda head out to the car where [[Molly]] is waiting to bring you to school.  When you get to school, you attend home room for the first time ever and then go on to your classes.  Your first couple of classes are pretty boring and nobody really talks to you<<if $videos>>, other than some snickers and giggles which follow you around, which you assume are due to the videos circulating, which makes you blush a bit<<endif>>.

[[Go to Mrs. Donovan's class.]]


:: Wednesday Morning (1) [bookmark]
''Wednesday Morning''

<<if $trig_done>><<include "Belinda Collects">><<else>>[[You]] get dressed and go down to breakfast.  When you get there, [[Mr. Anderson]], [[Mrs. Anderson]], [[Belinda]], and [[Ethan]] are already there.<<endif>>

"Good morning, Parker," Mr. Anderson says.  "Your mother should be home later today.  I'm sure you're looking forward to seeing her."

<<if $accept_fem>>You just nod and smile.<<else>>You just grunt non-committally.<<endif>>  Your feelings about your mother have confused and distressed you for most of the last year.  That's only gotten worse since the Process started<<if $accept_fem>>, even if you've mostly accepted it now<<endif>>.  <<if $manly>>Now, you're seething with rage at her for bringing you to Rosestead and subjecting you to the Process.<<endif>>

<<if $accept_fem>>The rest of the conversation is quite pleasant.  You find yourself much more engaged in the conversation than you had been previously and thoroughly enjoy yourself.  You ask Mrs. Anderson if it might be possible for you to take her up on her offer of a makeover when you return from school today and she readily agrees.<<else>>The rest of the conversation is dull and you're glad when breakfast is over.<<endif>>

After breakfast, you, Ethan, and Belinda head out to the car where [[Molly]] is waiting to bring you to school.

<<if $molly.bj gt 0 or $molly.lick gt 0 or $molly.fuck gt 0>>Ethan gets into the car and Molly gives you a wink and a smile as she holds the door open for you.  Belinda notices and says, "Hey!  Did you two...?" and she inserts the index finger from one hand into her other hand's fist and pushes it in and out in the universal sign for intercourse.

<<if $molly.bj gt 0>>"Nah," Molly says, "I just sucked him off."<<else>><<if $molly.fuck gt 0>>"Yeah," Molly says, "and it was really good too."<<set $belinda.love = $belinda.love + 5>><<else>><<if $molly.lick gt 0>>"Even better," Molly says.  "Parker's the first boy who ever ate me out and I'm beginning to doubt that old saying that girls are better because they know the equipment.  He was pretty damn good!"<<set $belinda.love = $belinda.love + 10>><<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>

"<<if $molly.lick gt 0 and $belinda.lick gt 0>>I know!  I rode his face yesterday myself.  It was fantastic! <<endif>>Way to go, Parker!" Belinda says.  You blush and the two of you join Ethan in the car.

<<endif>>When you get to school, you attend home room for the first time ever and then go on to your classes.  Your first couple of classes are pretty boring and nobody really talks to you<<if $videos>>, other than some snickers and giggles which follow you around, which you assume are due to the videos circulating, which makes you blush a bit<<endif>>.

[[Go to Mrs. Donovan's class.]]


:: Belinda Collects
<<if $full_tf gt 0>>[[Belinda]] says, "You still owe me a favor, Parker, even if you're not ready for girls' clothes yet."  [[You]] look at her expectantly.<<else>>There's a knock at the door and [[Belinda]] walks in with one hand behind her back.  [[You]] frantically try to cover yourself, but Belinda just grins.  "So glad you haven't gotten dressed yet, Parker," Belinda says.  "Remember that you owe me a favor?  Well, I'm here to collect."<<endif>>

She pulls a skimpy red pair of panties from behind her back and says, "I want you to wear these today."

<<if $accept_fem>>You breathe a sigh of relief.  Well, this won't be so bad then, you think, and take the silky red panties from her and slip them on.  They feel quite nice against your skin and you enjoy the sensations.

Belinda looks at you quizzically.  "What, not going to fight?  Don't tell me you've decided to accept becoming a girl.  That's great!  Everything will be much better now.  Come on, get dressed, and we'll go to breakfast."

You dress and the two of you head down to breakfast where [[Mr. Anderson]], [[Mrs. Anderson]], and [[Ethan]] are waiting for you.<<else>>"No way, Belinda, come on.  Ask something else," you say.

"You agreed to do me one favor, Parker, and this is what I want.  Come on, it can't be that bad.  Think about it as if you lost a bet," she says.

You sigh.  "All right, I'll wear them," you say and take the silky red panties from her and slide them up your legs.

"Now come and look in the mirror," she says.  You stand in front of the mirror and look at yourself in the panties.  <<if $forced_fem>>On your newly female body, they obviously look more proper than what you were planning on wearing, but you curse to yourself nevertheless.<<else>>With your breasts and in panties, you almost look like a girl<<if $Masc gt 60>>, other than the slight bulge in your panties<<endif>>.<<endif>>  "Now, isn't that sexy, Parker?" Belinda says and comes up behind you, caressing the skin on your sides with her hands.  Her touch and the sight in the mirror starts to arouse you and you can feel <<if $forced_fem>>your pussy getting wet.<<else>>your dick getting hard.<<endif>>  "Oh, I can see you think so too," Belinda says.

"Well, hurry up and get dressed so we can get down to breakfast," she says.  You get dressed and the two of you head down to breakfast where [[Mr. Anderson]], [[Mrs. Anderson]], and [[Ethan]] are waiting for you.<<endif>><<set $wear_panties = true>><<Masc -5>><<set $belinda.love = $belinda.love + 5>>


:: Go to Mrs. Donovan's class.
When you arrive at [[Mrs. Donovan]]'s class, <<if $ethan.rap>>you see [[Ethan]] conferring with her in the front of the class in low tones.  She<<else>>Mrs. Donovan<<endif>> gives [[you|You]] a sharp glance over her glasses when you come in and a <<if $clothes eq 2>>disapproving look<<else>>tight smile<<endif>> when she sees <<if $clothes eq 2>>how you are dressed<<else>>you<<endif>>.  You take your seat and sit quietly waiting for class to begin.  <<if $ethan.rap>>Ethan finishes his conversation with Mrs. Donovan and takes his seat as well.<<endif>>

"Okay, class," she begins.  "Time to turn in your homework.<<if $ethan.rap>> Parker, Ethan explained to me the situation and I'm going to let it pass this time.  I would like you to stay after class, though.<<endif>>"  <<if not $ethan.rap>><<if $trig_done>>You turn in your trigonometry homework with the rest of the class.<<else>>Mrs. Donovan notices that you haven't turned in your homework with the rest of the class and asks you to stay after class.<<endif>><<endif>><<if not $trig_done>>

<<if $ethan.rap>>When class is over, you approach Mrs. Donovan and Ethan joins you.  "Parker, Ethan is going to be serving detention after school today since he claims it's his fault you didn't get your homework done.  I would like you to attend as well, if you please.  Be in my office promptly after school lets out."  You nod and agree, wondering what this is all about.<<else>>"Parker, I want you to come to my office promptly for detention after school lets out," Mrs. Donovan says.  You sigh, but it's not like you had big plans so you agree.<<endif>><<endif>>

[[Go to gym class.]]