He let go of me and stood back. Iremained standing.He carried the tall wardrobe mirror over, and stood it in front of me. Icouldn't do anything but lo...k at it of course. I saw my full reflectionfinally. I truly was a mannequin. Smooth, shiny, and bald, with thefrozen-pretty Xena face. Perfectly formed, medium sized upthrust breastmounds graced my chest. Delicate size 6 arched plastic feet, small handswith thin wrists and delicate fingers, poised just so.My tiny, toeless feet hovered a half inch. Penicillin and other miracle drugs eradicated syphilis and other sexually-transmitted diseases. Due to the 'manpower shortage' of World War Two, women had entered the workforce in large numbers—and large numbers of women remained in that workforce. "Girlie magazines" broke the old taboos and the Honey Next Door became the new American woman. Women in the work force, according to Miss Krystal, had to work twice as hard as a man for half the pay—and remain pretty."One group of women decided that. Earlier, Katy slipped some of his mom's pills in Erick's drink. She quickly grabbed her lipstick, undressed Erick and wrote a big LOSER on his forehead. She laughed at the poor sight of Erick while taking a few photos of him and headed straight to her room where she got the best sleep she ever had. She was awoken the next morning with a loud knock on her door. "Fuck!" she screamed and opened her door. The sight of a tall, well-built man with broad shoulders greeted her with a cold hard stare.. Since my knowledgeof women's clothes was limited to what I needed or saw in the catalogs,I didn't say a word as mom began to list the items she told me I wouldneed for sure, plus some that "I might want for later". I knew thatmeant. For when I decided to dress up, after the pageant. The constantbleakness that had filled my heart every time I convinced myself thatbeing a boy wasn't so bad, had been replaced by the knowledge that for awhile I would be able to dress as a girl every day. Yet the.