“Well, I woke up as a girl, like I said. Except I had all of my memories.”
“I wasn’t really a boy, you understand. I was all girl physically, and emotionally. And sexually. That part was very frustrating,” I giggled. “I kept looking at my body expecting to be all turned on, and was most upset when I wasn’t.”
“And I was wearing this stupid nightgown thing. How do girls do that? It was so hot, and it got all stuck underneath me.”
“Anyway, being a boy I found my nightgown annoying, and hot. I guess,” I said, looking at Caleb, “when you sleep without wearing much you get used to your body being able to breathe. So I took it off, which was hard, since I was stupid enough to try to do it while still laying in bed. And just then Jenny knocked on my door…”
“With some story about my having to drive her to town for practice. Whatever. I was too busy trying to figure out why I felt so weird. You won’t believe how weird I felt. Looking back on it now, I understand why. I mean, I was shorter, so everything moved wrong. I had all sorts of padding in weird places. The hormones and everything were different, of course. And there is something flippy about a girls brain. Thinking was all fuzzy. It was like I was always thinking about a dozen things at once, and I couldn’t concentrate on any of them!”
“And I just hopped up and answered the door! In just my panties! I couldn’t figure out why I felt so ‘weird’; which was kind of stupid, given that I was a boy in a girl’s body. Or I could only remember being a boy, anyway. Why shouldn’t I feel weird? So I just paraded right through the hallway into the bathroom. You probably won’t find that weird, you hardly ever wear anything at home anyway. But you know how my mom feels about us girls doing it. And Jenny lectured me about it, too, believe me.”
“As if I cared! I mean here I was in this gorgeous naked body, I wasn’t even turned on, and I cared about some lecture about how girls ought to dress? In their own house! Who was around anyway? Dad, not that he would have cared, was at work, so all there was was Mom, Jenny, and the twins! And I was stupid enough to try to shower and wash all of that hair. Can you imagine? There was miles of the stuff. And all the while Jenny kept lecturing me. And Ben and Beth came in and stared at me, and didn’t say anything. I mean, except for their normal toddler stuff.”
“And then, now this was all boy, you understand, then I just couldn’t cope with my breasts. I didn’t want to wear a bra, or even a shirt. I know you boys are seriously interested in seeing naked girls, and so he, the boy bit, kept emphasizing that point… going without a bra, taking my shirt off in front of people…”
“In front of people?” Caleb asked.
“Yeah. You, in particular. You loved that part. You should have seen your eyes bug out!”
“I’m sure I did,” Caleb said, “I always will. They are truly beautiful. But you say that everyone just accepted your situation as normal?”
“Yes and no,” Robert said. “They accepted my drop-dead gorgeous body as normal; but not a bunch of my behavior. They didn’t accept my walking around without a bra as normal… I got a full second degree lecture from mom, which Jenny had to translate for me. And whenever something dream weird happened, like my stupidly re-adjusting the seat in my own, well, the girl’s own, car and almost getting in an accident, they noticed that!”
“And I told them almost immediately, of course. For some reason the boy in me didn’t want to, but I couldn’t have you and my family thinking I was someone I wasn’t. I couldn’t lie to you like that. I can’t imagine what it would have been like to have gone on for very long all by myself.
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