She giggled at me and said, "I don't knowwhether to call you softy or quickie." I blushed from my toes to myears. She said the next time she saw me "t...ose pretty legs will beshaved." The next day after work I shaved my legs as Sandra had orderedI was puttering around the house when Sandra appeared behind me. I hadon an oversize tee shirt, my bra and my panties. Sandra liked my shavedlegs and said, "keep them shaved." I nodded in the affirmative and shesmiled. That evening she introduced me to. Her southern family was very strict, and she was not allowed to date, nor have any contact with men outside of her family's church. Casey had grown into a lovely young woman, dark brown hair, small firm breasts capped with stiff pink nipples, and long shapely legs. She was the kind of girl that did not immediately attract men's attention, but she was a quiet kind of pretty that grew on the people around her the longer they knew her.The problem was that now she could not even look at the few. That way I could always dress as the sissy in the family, and as I would be going on a d**gs regime to feminise myself it would be much easier not to leave the house. The only problem that he identified was that I would need approval from the local doctor to be able to avoid snooping authorities. When I heard this I giggled. Dad asked me to explain, and I told him that the doctor had been fingering my ass every time I went to visit him for the past five years. it was this introduction and the. It’s just so amazing….” “Did I yell? It’s fine honey I know you always come in to talk to me when I’m showering or naked in here and stare at my body. I’m not stupid.” “Oh. Yeah I guess you would have eventually figured me out…” “I don’t know why you stare though. This body is old and I feel ugly and so out of shape.” “No mom. Your body is great for your age not all skinny and fake like a celebrity’s body or something like that. You have a woman’s body.” “Well thanks. Now like I was saying…”.