I hear the doorbell ring. The sissy maid opens the door and welcomes the guest saying how nice it was to see him again and as always he was early. T...ere was some small talk as the new guest was shown into the sitting room. The new guest was shown to a chair and asked if he would like anything by the sissy maid. He responded “No thanks Tom”. A few minutes later the sissy maid showed this new guest down to the dungeon. This was not fair I was here first! Who did she think she was! As I. I didn’t remove the roots under her pits or on her legs. Instead, I changed them to return to a pre-puberty state if she changed her mind. If I triggered her body to generate one of the hormones only created during puberty, it would start to grow again.“Oh, before I forget, I made some changes the boys will not like very much. I’m okay with getting the girls to wear bathing suits that are transparent when wet. They required it of all their sisters and cousins to be allowed to join the party. It. Mum came clomping up the stairs, anxious at the tone of her onlydaughter.She too could not believe what she saw."Michael why are you wearing those panties?" Mummy," he said, not wondering why all of a sudden he had called hismother mummy instead of mum. "I am really a girl."She, as we must now call her, didn't know why she said that, but itseemed just right."I can see that dear, with your long blond hair, girlish body and thosepanties, you can only be a girl." Yes," chipped in his sister, "you. . and I could hear when my grandparents got home so I could leave through the other door to go play in the yard (oh I loved growing up on the farm). Soon I started to experiment with playing with my pussy. Once I started, I didn’t like to stop.My cousin and I would often look at the magazines together downstairs when she came out to the farm if grandpa and grandma weren't home... She thought it all was funny, but I was fascinated. I started going to look more and more often. But then one day.