In a very few months I hadcome to like being a girl so much that I wanted to be one! But thatmeant that I would have to give up everything I knew abou... being a boy,and embrace being a girl in every way. I had struggled to admit that,even to myself, but I had known the truth when we picked out my dressfor the dance. My mom held me in her arms until I quit sobbing, lettingthe grief of admitting my new feelings subside before she saidanything."I think maybe we should get you started on the. I donned a modesty shield around my waist to keep from embarrassing Mother and returned to the kitchen. They both applauded my ability to change, but Mother said that she really preferred for me to look like I normally did. For one thing, she didn't want to buy me new clothes.I went back to my bedroom to change my shape, but, first, I tried on some of my clothes. Most were too big in the waist and too small in the chest and shoulders, but I did find one set of pants and shirt that would do well. Hazel picked me up from School and we drove to the coast although out of season she had booked a family room one double bed and one single,After our meal which was quiet both of us realized things between were going to change we went to our room as it was late Hazel suggested going to bed as it had been a long day.She went to the bathroom to get changed into her night dress when she came out I couldn’t believe it she was naked she spoke asking “is this better than watching me in the bathroom. No such luck. After a couple of hours of non-satisfaction I decided to go to bed.It was a little after 1 am when I heard the front door close hard, then I heard Kelly curse as she stumbled into a wall. "Great, shes drunk." I heard her go into the bathroom and pee then make a difficult approach to her bedroom, a moment later there was a crashing sound from her bed.Maybe it was the power of suggestion or the beer I had hours ago was working it's way out but I had to pee as well. I went into the.