"Oh dear, are you cramping?" said the woman.

"Yes" she managed to reply weakly.

"Come with me" she said. Joy followed her.

The woman pulled a bottle of pills off the shelf.

"I've been using these lately, and they really help" she said.

"Oh thank you so much. You are so kind" said Joy.

"Don't mention it" said the woman, who went about her shopping.

Joy went to the counter, and paid for the pills and the tampons. She got home as quickly as possible, cleaned up the mess in her crotch, and followed the instructions to insert the tampon. She really hated the smell that was coming from her. She had no idea a period was like this at all! And she was going to have to go through this every month?

"I don't think so" she said. She would call the doctor first thing tomorrow, and get on 'the pill'. She knew that taking the right birth control pill would make her body think it was pregnant, and she wouldn't have a huge period every month.

She took two of the pills, and wanted to just go to sleep.

But then she realized: the wash was still in the dryer, and needed to be put away. She went in, opened the door, and was upset at what she saw.

As a man, most of Jeff's clothes had been the kind that you just throw in the dryer for an hour, and pull them out. But these women's clothes were so different! With the fabrics they were made from, most of her clothes were not meant for the dryer, and especially not on the 'hot' setting.

Some of the clothes shrunk, and were way too small for her now. Some of them were frayed from the dryer cycle. She was in tears as she looked at the shape of her blouse. She didn't know enough to realize that some of them could be dried for a few minutes, but needed to be pulled out right away. Or other ones needed to air dry, or dry clean only.

It was a hard lesson to learn. She would need to replace the things she ruined, and her she was getting low on money! She cried herself to sleep.

* * *

In the morning, the alarm clock went off at 7:00am. She jumped up, took a shower, dried her hair, put in a new tampon, took her Midol, put on her bra, panties and pantyhose, picked out a nice skirt and top, styled her hair, put on her makeup, and her perfume.

Next, she went downstairs to get some breakfast, but when she looked at the clock it was 7:55! No way! How had it taken almost a whole hour just to get ready? As Jeff, she had been able to do it in 20 minutes, tops. But even rushing, it had taken an hour to get ready.

When she did arrive at work, the boss was upset.

"The first day, and you're late?"

"I'm sorry, I didn't realized how long it would take with rush hour traffic" she fibbed.

"All right, but don't let it happen again" he scolded.

Joy was surprised the first day about a few things. She was prepared by now for being ogled by all the men, with their wolfish expressions. That didn't phase her anymore. But the women! Some of them treated her kindly, as she would expect. But some of them were downright mean. For example, the cute secretary. She seemed to think that Joy was 'muscling in' to her turf, and was going to try to take away the man she was after. She was rude and mean to Joy.

Another surprise was that in this day and age, you would think that sex discrimination was a thing of the past. Yet, she had one man pat her on the butt. She turned around, but she couldn't tell who did it. The three men together looked at her over their shoulders, and laughed amongst themselves. She remembered their faces for future reference.

Another incident happened when she went to get a desk assigned.

"I'm sorry Miss, but the secretaries have to go to department 3J to get their assignments."

"I'm not a secretary" she said, handing her credentials to him.

"Oh sorry miss. We don't get too many women in your field"

He had assumed that just because she was a pretty woman, that she must be a secretary! As if women couldn't think or do any job they wanted to!

And so it went. By the end of the day, Joy was even more upset at the way she had been treated. She went to see a doctor, to get a prescription for birth control. Because most regular doctors only worked 9-5, and she couldn't afford to take time off from work yet, she had to go to a women's clinic.

"Please don't kill your baby!" said a man as she walked from her car to the clinic.

"Excuse me?" she said.

"Don't kill your baby!" he said, getting in her face. There were several protesters, and they swarmed over to her.

"The commit murder in there" said one man with fanatical zeal.

"I'm not here to kill anyone. I'm not pregnant" she said defensively.

But they wouldn't lay off of her. She could not believe that a *man* would have anything to say about the subject. What did they know? And not only did they harass her going in, but on the way out as well.

By the time Joy went home, her emotions still high from her period, and collapsed on the couch. She started to cry. This was hard! She never imagined that being a woman would be like this! She thought it would be all dressing up, laying at the beach, being pretty, and having fun. She didn't know if she could handle this, and it hadn't even been a full week!

She regretted her wish at that moment. She couldn't do this! She began to cry.

There was a knock at the door. She went to open it. In walked the woman from the supermarket.

"How do you know where I live?" asked Joy.

As she looked at the woman, her face began to change. Joy gaped in amazement as the women's looks completely shifted, until she realized that she was staring at Harmony.

"Harmony! It's you!"

"Yes. I've been watching you, trying to help you."

"You put me in a hard situation! You're trying to show me all of the downside to being a woman, aren't you!" she said angrily.

"No! I changed you as you wished. I've been trying to help you when I could. You are just going through the things that *every* woman has to deal with. You are no different from any other woman out there."

"I'm sorry I ever wished I was a woman" said Joy, her head bowed down.

"That's too bad, because you're not going back" said Harmony. "It was a huge undertaking to bring you over to the feminine side, and I cannot bring you back. You are a woman now, and for the rest of your life. You had better get used to it."

"No!" said Joy.

"Listen to me" said Harmony. Joy looked into her eyes. "You are a woman! A woman! You! You must fully accept it. You must allow femininity to fill your soul. Once you truly accept your womanhood, you will find that your problems will diminish, and you will be able to enjoy life."

"I don't understand. What more can I do?"

"So far, you have focused on the superficial things about being a woman. Clothes. Makeup. Shoes. Yes, those are fun and good things, but they don't make you a woman. No, I am talking about inside you. Your true emotions. Your true inner female self. You must allow it to awaken, and allow yourself to become her."

"How can I do that?" said Joy weakly.

"Your female body has different urges than your old male body. You must allow them to surface. Today you saw a baby, but you felt nothing! You must allow your nurturing instinct to rise to the surface. when you saw the baby, you should have felt a pang inside, wanting to care for it, nurture it, love it. But you felt nothing."

Joy nodded.

"Or your new sexual self. You saw many attractive men today, but not once did you look at any of them, scope them out, or allow yourself to feel the natural attraction between a man and a woman."

"I'm not ready for that!" said Joy.

"Yes you are. Once you allow yourself to be attracted, find a man, and make love to him, your inner woman will be completely awoken. It is only after you make love to a man that you will truly be your female self. That is your mission. You must go out, find yourself a man, and make love."

Harmony was morphing back into the woman who Joy had met in the store. She took her leave, and walked out into the night.

Joy undressed, and got ready for bed. She was frightened. She had never really thought about being a woman, and having sex with a man. But that was her mission now. If she didn't do it, she would be stuck in her current 'in between' state, where she was female in body, but partly male in spirit. She didn't know if she could do it. But her emotions were too overwhelming, and the pain. She needed to do something. Anything! She fell asleep frightened and vulnerable.

* * *

It took Joy three days to work up the nerve to flirt with a guy at work. She was going to go after one really cute guy, but then she had a change of heart. When she had been Jeff, she had been just an ordinary, average guy. Not ugly, but not handsome. But she had been a very good person. She had known lots of men who the girls thought were handsome, but they were usually jerks. So she decided to find a nice quiet guy instead.

There was one such guy in the next department over. She made a point of saying 'hi' when she walked by, but he was too shy to reply. One day, she made an excuse to stop by his cubicle for work, and talked to him a bit. That same day, she saw him in the lunchroom line, and asked him if he'd like to talk. He of course was willing to be with such a beautiful woman, so they had lunch together.

He was one of the few guys she had met who didn't just stare at her breasts. And he treated her like a person, not like a piece of meat. She was surprised to find that she was becoming attracted to him.

Once he got over his initial shyness around her, one day he asked her out to the movies. She accepted, and had her first date. She loved being treated like a lady, having the door held open for her, being treated like she was something very special.

It was the first date, and he was very shy, so a peck on the cheek was all that they managed at the end of the evening. She actually found herself longing for more, but knew that it was best to hold back.

In fact, it took a month of dating before Joy and Dean had their first intimate relations. She was glad that she waited, because as every day passed, she was more and more comfortable with being a woman. She was immersed in feminine ways by now, and thoughts of having ever been a man were starting to fade from her pretty head. She had fully accepted her fate, and had allowed her feminine self to shine through. Every thought, every movement, every emotion, were purely feminine now. Femininity flowed around her, over her, and through her.

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