I left the house without anyone ever knowing the difference, and when I reached the driveway I looked back, sniffling to myself as I tried not to comp...etely let my disturbed emotions get the better of me.Looking down the road towards the house, it was pitch black. Lonely. Isolated. I wasn't having it. I lifted my cell phone out of my pocket and hardly five minutes later, I was climbing into the passenger seat of Luke's jeep, and he was regarding me worriedly, sitting there in a pair of blue. "Fine," I sighed."Now for some 'girl training'!" Melody said with a giggle.I'd love to say I found my "girl training" awful, that I was so manly Isucked at trying to act feminine, but the truth is it wasn't all thatbad, even though I was still lacking in confidence by the time springbreak was over.Not that there weren't embarrassing moments. Like learning about brasgot me blushing, and the less said about learning about periods thebetter.When I wasn't learning girl stuff, Melody's mom taught me. Not enough for a male, but certainly enough to convinceeveryone. You may get dressed now Linda."It felt really different, and my panties fit without a lump in thefront, but I think it was the first time I had to use the bath when ithit me the hardest. I wasn't a boy any more! Mom had me stay around thehouse for almost the whole week while I waited to heal up, with onlyBeth coming over. I told her that I was a real girl, and that made hersmile, but it wasn't until I was at her house that. They puddled in the center of the room andbegan taking shape. They would always do this, rising out of the floorlike some kind of T1000 from the 'Terminator 2' movie.When they emerged fully complete and colored they resembled clothingthat the computer hadn't made him wear before. It was painfully clearwhat it was, a maids uniform. It was made of the same shiny vinyl/latex/ rubber style material as the princess dress. It came once againcomplete with all the accessories.The corset was very strong.