I almost cried as I felt my privates pull back up inside myself. I knew it. I had a girl's anatomy now.

"There, much better!" she chirped merrily.

I looked dejected.

"Melanie, why don't you think you're a girl?" she said.

"Because I'm not!" I snapped back.

"No. I think you'd be much better if you thought you were a girl too" she said. The word 'girl' echoed in my mind, and wouldn't stop.

"You don't have to do that. I *am* a girl already" I said, much to my surprise. I looked deep inside, and realized that it was true. I *was* really a girl! Hadn't I always been? It was hard to remember.

"Yea! Now we can play together" she said.

"But I don't want to play!" I protested in my cute feminine voice.

"No, I think it would be fun to play" she said. The word 'play' echoed in my head.

"Lets play house" I said.

"You can be the mommy, and I'll be the baby" she said.

"That would be fun!" I replied.

We started our game of pretend.

After playing house, we played with her dolls, then we read a book together. She pulled out a deck of cards, and we played a game of go fish, then war.

"I'm tired. I need a nap" she said.

"I feel tired too" I replied.

"Melanie, I had fun playing with you."

"And I had fun too!" I replied.

"I love having pretty girls come over to play with me" she said. "You are such a pretty girl, and you are so fun!"

"Thanks" I said. "You are fun too. I promise to come back again and again so we can play"

"That would be awesome!" she said.

With that, I got back in my sleeping bag, put my pretty little head on the pillow, and drifted off to sleep.

* * *

When I opened my eyes, it was light out. I had survived a night in the house. What a terrible dream I had though! I guess that Jack had me all scared, and that it effected my dreams.

I unzipped the sleeping bag, and stood up. But I felt something. A couple of things. I felt long strands of hair brush against my cheek. I felt the edges of a dress brush against my legs. I felt something bounce on my chest. Boobs. I put my hand down between my legs, and felt....nothing. There was nothing there.

It wasn't a dream! I really was a girl now! I went to the mirror and looked through the dust and the spider webs. I saw a young woman looking back at me, a collage age girl. I was in a white dress, just like in the dream last night. I looked so cute, so lovely.

But I was a girl!

"No..." I said out loud, and it was still a shock to hear the soft feminine voice I had in my dream last night. I pinched myself. I felt the pain. I didn't wake up. This was real!!!

I didn't know what to do, or where to go. I cried. I felt overwhelmed. How could this be true? How could this be real? What was I going to do?

I was overcome with a sense of dread. I had to get out of this place. I ran down the steps, and out the back door. I was in the tall weeds around the house, and picked my way through to the sidewalk.

I walked around through the alley and looked back at the house. I could swear that in the back window from the bedroom, I saw a little girl waving good-bye to me. I waved back involuntarily, and walked down the alley.

I made it around the block, and walked past the house from the front. I felt a cold chill go up and down my spine. I turned around, and almost ran into Jack from the fraternity.

"Hi there Miss. I'm looking for Dan. Have you seen him?"

He had a knowing smirk on his face, like he knew.

"Dan?" I said.

"Yes. You know him, don't you? Don't you *Dan*" he said.

"I'm sorry, but you're confused. My name is Melanie. I'm a girl. Can't you see that?"

That wasn't what I wanted to say! I wanted to tell him that I had been transformed. But the words didn't come out that way.

"Oh, sorry Melanie, I had you confused with someone else. Come along with me, so I can walk you safely to your sorority house."

I followed him, until we reached the house. Several girls rushed out to greet me.

"Hey Pam. This is Melanie. She's a new girl for you."

"Hi Melanie" said Pam. "Welcome!"

"Hi Pam" I said. "I love your hair. It's so pretty."

Where did that come from? Why was I acting like I was a girl?

"Why thank you Melanie! Yours is very cute too. Come on in, let me show you to your room."

I waved good-bye to Dan, and followed Pam up to my new room. As a young boy, I had dreamed of sneaking in to a sorority house, and checking out all the girls. Now here I was, but I was a girl too.

I saw one girl come out of the shower room, wearing just a bra and panties. That should have excited me and aroused me, but instead, I had a different thought in my mind: I was proud. Proud that my boobs were bigger than hers, and proud that I had a better figure.

It was then that I realized that in my brain, my thinking had changed. I was thinking like a girl. I couldn't help it. I couldn't stop it. I just did it. I was a girl inside now too.

Instead of scoping out the other girls for how cute they were, I caught myself looking at how cute their shoes were. Or seeing what they had done with their hair, and imagining their style on me. Or wishing my nails were as long and perfect as the ones on the brunette in the corner.

"Here's your room Melanie" said Pam. "Your bags already arrived, so we hung everything up for you, so it wouldn't get wrinkled."

I opened up the door to the closet, and my heart raced when I saw all of the cute skirts, sweaters and other clothes I owned. That shouldn't excite me! But I found myself with a sudden urge to try them on.

I looked down at the row of shoes, and I smiled. I had so many cute shoes to pick from. And there was my makeup kit on the vanity. And my purse. I just knew it was mine. I smiled warmly.

"Thanks for getting me all set up" I said.

"No problem. Its nothing that any of the girls here wouldn't do for their sorority sister. You're our sister now, so it is the least we could do."

I gave her a hug, and told her I'd be down in a while after I showered and changed into a more suitable outfit. I did feel kind of silly in my white dress. I mean, the other girls were dressed like typical college students, so I didn't quite fit in.

I took a quick shower, and marveled at my new body. I somehow knew just how to do my hair and makeup once I returned to my room. I put on a black knee length skirt and a pink sweater. There, now I felt better.

I rechecked my makeup, and smiled at the results. I felt so pretty. I felt so feminine And the more feminine I felt, the harder and harder it was to hear my former voice in my head. The girlish thoughts were much stronger now. *They* seemed normal to me. That other voice in my head, the one like a guy, it was fading fast. I hardly heard it anymore.

"Come on, you'll be late for lunch" said one of the girls, popping her head into my room. "Cute outfit" she added.

"Thanks! I'll be right down" I said.

I put on my shoes, grabbed my purse, and headed down to join my sisters for lunch. Today was a big day. I had to register for classes in the afternoon, then get back here to get ready for the dance. The frat next door was coming over, and we all wanted to look our best for the guys there. I couldn't wait. Tonight was going to be so fun! I smiled as I sat at the table with all the other girls. I felt like I fit in here so well. I was one of the sorority sisters. I had really found myself. I was home.

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