I woke up in a cold sweat, the sheets twisted around me. Mydreams had unsettled me further - was this to be my destinyas a girl? To be ashamed and dis...raced - someone to bemocked? Telling myself, a la 'Dallas', that it was only adream wouldn't work - for this nightmare was real.Shaken, I headed for the shower - only to freeze when I sawmyself undressed. More changes - my nipples were now nearlytwice as large as before, the pinkish cones standing up aquarter inch or more from my chest. And the. The next thingI knew, I was in the middle of a group of girls, being led off to thegirl's bathroom so that they could see for themselves what I waswearing. I wouldn't have minded but mom stopped them before we couldget inside.Jenny and Tom insisted on hearing about my evening so while mom gotsome soft drinks, I launched into my story. I told them how no onesuspected that I was really a boy and how everyone was so surprisedwhen the lady who was the judge called out my real name. Of course Itold. It just did.Her hair was vibrant, with a reddish shimmer. It came down to her shoulders. Her face was lovely and full of life. Her eyes were a brilliant shade of glacier blue. There was something in their shape that I found very attractive. I would describe them as thin, almond shaped eyes. Her nose was tiny, what I would call the ideal. Her mouth was rather pouty, but I attributed that to the fact that she was concerned about my welfare. In fact, she was a very delicate looking creature.. They were off to Cornwall to stay in a caravan for a few nights on a short break. My older brother was going to be left in charge but I knew he was going to go out with his mates as normal and go clubbing, get drunk and stay out all weekend. It was a weekend fending for my self. I was used to it. I was only young, 15 but very happy and self sufficient. Well Friday arrived and mum and dad went off for their break away. Off I went to school. I came home and sat watching TV. My step sister cam.