" It hadfelt strange, but not really as bad as I'd expected."You didn't look dumb. You looked cute." Hey!" I gave Mark a sharp smack on the arm. Any o...her guy would havegotten a solid punch, but Mark took being hit differently than mostguys. "So, didja get any of Mrs. Fritters chocolate covered Oreos?" Nah. She was all out by the time I got there, but she did tell me astory." Oh cool!" When we were younger, our parents used to take me and Markto Mrs. Fritter's story time at the library. Even. "Shower for me. Coming?"She smiled."You bet."At lunch, Julie was mostly her usual bubbly self. I don't mean bubble-headed. In fact, she was the most serious kid I knew. Her brother was a goof-off, but he was so cheerful and engaging that almost everyone fell for him. Men and women, moms and dads. In fact, considering his swimmer's muscles and his good looks, I think more than one mom was interested in him. I'm not sure, but I think maybe a couple of dads were, too, but we'd seen nothing to. My legs added flesh and were becoming quite shapely. My skin felt like a baby's behind. I ran my slender hands over my widening hips, then down my still flat stomach. This new body was burying the old me under girlish layers of fat. Each added ounce or inch seemed to bring more straps and elastic into my wardrobe. The fine growth on my pussy had thickened into a furry bush. I had to start trimming it or it would show through the leg holes of my panties. I couldn't believe how vain I was. Elisha had been telling herself for years that she would start hormone therapy, and get breast implants, but she had her ideal level of femininity anyway, as far as she was concerned, she was already a woman, and deep down she would rather accept the body God had given her, knowing that she was already perfectly feminine and beautiful. Elisha didn't have breasts. Her body had quite a feminine shape, in a slender feminine way. She didn't really have curves, but her shoulders were narrow, and her.