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Pat, a high school aged boy, has just moved to town and knocks on a neighbor's door for shelter when he finds himself locked out in a storm. As he result he meets two girls his age who offer what they can in dry clothes, women's clothes. They notice just how feminine he could look and begin to play with his nails and face. One of the girls, Belinda, has a dominant streak and he soon finds himself attending a parochial school as a girl. He just gets in deeper and deeper as time goes by.

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    He could not believe what he was seeing reflected back at him. He knew his mouth was hanging open because he could see it in the mirror, but it had rich inviting full red lips attached to it. Slowly his hand sneaked up to touch lightly o his cheek. It was his face all right, even if he couldn't feel it through all that gunk she had covered it in.

    "Like what you see don't cha!" he heard as Belinda returned. His mouth snapped shut with an audible click as he turned to face her. "I thought you might be able to pass, but boy was I eve wrong! You should have been a girl!"

    "Like hell!" Pat managed with surprising force. "Once this is over, that's all there is to it, understand?"

    "My, my, such language coming out of such a feminine face. You ought to be ashamed of yourself dear. You know what I think? I think that you really enjoy it. You should have been born a girl with that face you know. Are you sure your Momma ain't raised you wrong?"

    "That's not funny Belinda! Now, since you've had your fun, what's say you get me outta this stuff, huh?" Pat wasn't a fifty pound weakling, but he did take his slow growth and lack of macho muscles to heart. Seeing himself so girlish just did not set too well with him. His male ego was feeling a touch of nausea as he caught glimpses of himself in the mirror. "If it weren't for the haircut," he started to think, but cut the idea off before it could fully germinate. "So you've had your little fun at my expense Belinda. Now! How about it? Huh?"

    "Oh, we haven't even begun to play and have fun yet, Patty dearest."