George felt relieved bythe fact that he would be able to take off his heels. Valentina smiledas she saw him take them off and carry them up the stairs..."Be sure to put on that pajama set," Valentina shouted up the stairs.George nodded to himself and walked into his room to change into thepajamas his mother wanted him to wear. George disrobed and hung hisdress up and placed his shoes in his closet before he took out thepajamas. He placed on the pink, lightweight fleece, lounge pantspatterned with. Heather slowly slid each pink button into its hole, and my male torsoslowly changed to the female torso I had earlier. I didn't know how toreact, but before I could do anything Heather had handed the pink sweatervest to the girls behind me, whilst she herself began to slide thepleated skirt up my legs. My legs emerged from the bottom of the skirtand were cleanly shaven, just like the girls around me. The sweater vestwas lowered over my head and thankfully no magical changes took place,they only. She will tell Somu I want to come back badly, people are not good here.I miss you and my home badly, I don’t have any friends here, and I feel completely alone here. I use to console her and motivate her that she has left the place for a good reason and all other related stuffs. We never realized that when we became so close that if we didn’t talk one day, we will not be getting any sleep that night.She will always wait for my call and this goes on for months. Finally one day she asked me will. She goes to her drawer and pulls out what appears to be a type of tie.I hadn't noticed, but there are thin strips of black material around themandarin collar of the dress and the little tie fits perfectly through themand goes around my neck. The tie fastens in the back with a few buttonsleaving a simulated knot right in front of my neck. I look at myself in themirror and the tie reminds me of a dog collar. Strangely enough, I findthis thought exciting. The last part of the ensemble is the wide,.