"True" said Jodi.

"Well, I decided to put the subliminal message theory to the test. I made a special mix, with whispered messages added to the music. So little bratty boys listening to it would have things put into their minds."

"Did it work?" asked Jodi, now looking up with interest.

"Oh yes. The little bratty boy started listening to me. He started to do whatever I told him. But I always wanted a sister, so I started to change the message, to reprogram him. To give him new thoughts, new desires, new feelings."

"Like what?" asked Jodi.

"Here, let me play you the messages, without the music."

She went over to the CD player, took out the current CD, and put another one in. There was no music, only spoken words.

"You are a girl" said the whispered voice. "You want to be a real girl, more than anything. You wish you were just like your sister. You wish with all your heart that you had big breasts. You long to feel them bursting out from your chest! You feel inadequate unless you feel them on your chest! You want to wear a bra so you can make yourself look like you have breasts."

"Wow" said Jodi, crazy stuff.

"Shhh!" hissed Becky.

"You are a girl now. You will obey your sister. You wish you were her, and you would do anything she said. You lover her so! You are a girl. You love to wear dresses. You want so much to wear makeup! You only feel happy when you are wearing a dress! You *need* to look pretty. You hate it when you're not wearing makeup. You are a girl. You are female. Your only desire is to make yourself become a girl."

Jodi looked up to Becky with wide eyes. Oh how she loved her sister.

"Repeat after me" said the voice on the CD. "I am a girl. I am female now. I am a girl. I want to become a woman some day. I am a girl. I love to wear dresses. I am a girl. I wish I had big boobs. I want to be just like my sister. I am a girl. I don't feel comfortable unless I am wearing girl's clothes. I need to wear a bra. I am a girl. I need to wear panties. I am a girl. I will obey my sister in all things. I am a girl. I belong to my sister. I am a girl. I wish I was just like her. I am a girl."

Jodi silently mouthed the words along with the CD, knowing every one by heart. The words had been locked into John's subconscious, but saying them aloud now started to bring out Jodi. As she started to emerge, the boy John became less and less the controlling force. John was *becoming* Jodi. Every action, every thought moved him one step closer to *being* her. Soon, there would not be enough of John left inside her to make even the slightest difference.

"You are a girl Jodi" said Becky.

"I am a girl" she replied.

"When mom and dad come home, you will dress like this for them, and what will you tell them?"

"I am a girl now."

"Good. And why do you want to be a girl?"

"Because I want to be just like my sister."

"Excellent. Now Jodi, what would you say if they told you that you were really a boy?"

"Ew! That's sick! I'm a girl!"

"Yes Jodi, you're a girl now."

Jodi smiled at the lavish praise from her sister.

* * *

"Mom and dad are gone all week, so we have lots of time for you to practice" said Becky.

"Practice what?"

"What I tell you. Now lets start with your room. We're going to change it. It looks like a boy's room."

"Yuck. I hate boys." said Jodi.

"Some day, you'll think differently. You'll want one for yourself."

"Never! They're yucky and smelly. I hate boys."

"So why does your room look like a boy's room?" asked Becky.

Jodi looked confused.

"Don't worry sis" said Becky. "When you get older, you'll become interested in boys. It just takes some time."

"I can't wait until I'm older, so I can be more like you" said Jodi.

They got right to work. They took down the posters of the girls in bikini's and replaced them with movie posters from Titanic and Gone With The Wind. They took off the blue bed spread and the white sheets, replacing them with pink ones. They found the frilliest pillow shams, and added them on.

Jodi vacuumed, while Becky picked up the junk on the floor and threw it out. She went to the garage, and found her bag of old toys she didn't play with anymore. She put them around the room. Raggedy Ann in the corner. Malibu Barbie and her dream house on the floor, along with her many outfits. Books about baseball and war were replaced with ones about romance, relationships, and ponies. Baseball cards were replaced with a tea set. And instead of the guitar, Becky's old flute was put in the closet.

"We'll take all this junk and donate it to the poor tomorrow" said Becky.

"Aw, you're so sweat" said Jodi, "always thinking of others."

"Now keep your room neat and tidy! Girls are tidy, boys are messy."

"Girls are tidy, boys are messy" repeated Jodi.

The two sisters hugged. They looked around and admired the results so far.

"I need my own makeup, and I need more clothes so I don't always have to borrow yours" said Jodi.

"I have a bunch of ones I don't wear anymore. Clean out that closet and your drawers, and I'll start sorting through mine. And there are some old ones in the basement that I'll dig out. Lets get to work!"

Two hours later, Jodi's drawers were bursting with bras, panties, slips, tube tops, and pantyhose. Her closet was full of dresses, skirts, girl's jeans, capri pants, blouses, tank tops, and nighties. Becky's old shoes fit her feet, and there were several pairs of dress shoes, one pair of heels, girl's boots, pink slippers, white tennis shoes with pink trim, and a pair of sandals.

They put all of the junky boy stuff into garbage bags, and loaded them into the old wagon in the garage. They would take it in tomorrow.

Becky treated Jodi to a movie that afternoon, then they went to a diner to eat hamburgers. Becky flirted with the buys, but Jodi was too shy.

"See how cute he is?" said Becky.

"Yeah, you're right" replied Jodi.

"In a few years, when you're interested in boys too. Then we can double date! Won't that be fun?"

"Oh yes!" said Jodi, not wanting to feel too young to hang out with her sister. "How about that guy in the corner? He's really cute too."

"Ew, not him! Look at that hair! He doesn't take care of himself. You need to be more choosy about what boys you like. You don't want to be attracted to a slob, do you? If he can't take care of himself, how can you expect him to take care of you?"

"No, you're right" said Jodi, feeling ashamed that she didn't notice a plain and simple detail like that. Her sister was so much smarter than her, and she wished that she could be more like her. Or to be exact, *just* like her.

* * *

John Brookfield Sr. and his wife Judith were driving home from the airport. Their one year anniversary trip had been wonderful. It had flown by, and they were so happy about being together.

"It would have been nice to stay another few days, but I get so worried about the kids" said Judith.

"Me too. They have been getting along better, but this is their first time alone for so long without us."

"They sounded all right on the phone."

"I agree. But it will be good to see them in person."

The car pulled into the garage.

"Look at that! They cleaned up the garage! Those bags of old clothes are gone, and everything has been straightened up."

"Wow, I can't believe they were that responsible" said John.

They walked into the house. The music blared from Becky's room.

"John Jr. must be furious that she's playing it that loud" he said. He looked around, half expecting to find a sink full of dirty dishes, and a huge mess in the living room. But instead, the place sparkled. The kitchen was neat and tidy. The living room had been cleaned and vacuumed.

"They even dusted!" said Judith. "And they remembered to water the flowers! I can't believe what a wonderful job they did taking care of the house."

"I think we should give them the $25 each for doing the chores, like we talked about" said John Sr.

"I agree." replied Judith. She was so happy!

The couple walked to Becky's room, knocked once and pushed open the door.

"Surprise, we're home!" they said.

Becky was sitting on the bed with another girl, who had her legs folded under her. They both got up and ran over to John Sr. and Judith.

"What did I tell you about bringing friends over?" said Judith, still not sure who Becky's friend was. She looked familiar, but she couldn't remember the name. And she had always been good with names.

Both girls hugged John and Judith, which John thought was strange. Why was Becky's friend hugging him? He looked at her face, then it struck him.

"Johnny?" he asked in amazement.

"No, I'm Jodi silly."

"Where's John Jr.?" said Judith, suddenly alarmed. She and John ran to his room, and gaped at the changes. When they left, it was the typical messy room of a little boy. But now, it was clean and immaculate. But it was frilly and feminine too, from the pink bedspread, to the lacy pillow shams, to the dolls and the teenage girl magazines on the dresser. There were flowers in a vase! There was makeup! It looked like a girl's room.

"John, what the hell is going on?" said John Sr. angrily. "What the hell have you done?"

"Dad, what's wrong? I thought you'd be proud at how clean I kept my room. I even washed the windows!"

"But it looks like a girl's room!"

"It *is* a girls room" said Jodi proudly, "and why do you call me 'John'? Don't you recognize your own daughter?"

"What kind of game is this" scolded Judith.

"Game?" said the two children together.

"Go to your rooms!" said Judith.

"This is my room" said Jodi proudly. She didn't understand why they were calling her 'John'. That name was completely meaningless to her. Although her brain had once contained the thoughts and memories of a boy named John, it had now completely changed. Jodi had completely filled the spaces where John had once been. John wasn't being controlled by Jodi; John *was* Jodi. She had a mind which was filled only with thoughts and feelings of the feminine type. These thoughts engulfed the entire brain, and completely eradicated John. Even the best psychologist would never be able to bring him back now. He was so completely transformed into her inside, that it was as if he never existed. Only one spirit and one mind occupied the body. Jodi's.

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