"That's impossible!" I protested.

"Really? Lets have a look at you. Take your shirt off."

I did. I felt an electric shock as she touched my bare chest with her soft delicate fingers.

"Have you noticed your breasts? They've been swelling already. You have the breasts of a young girl, who has just started puberty. You should wear a training bra for now, but in a few days, your boobs will be big enough that you'll need more support. You'll find bras in the locker in various sizes. Every day or two, you'll need a larger one. Within about ten days, your boobs will be at least as big as mine."

"No!"

"Now take off your pants! And your boxers!"

I didn't want to, but I couldn't disobey her. I felt compelled to. I stood naked before her.

"Have you noticed the slight widening of your hips? You won't see any effects in your male parts for a while, but soon they will shrivel up, and fall off. One day soon, you'll wake up, and find that you are a fully functioning woman."

"No! I'm not becoming a woman!" I said.

"I always wanted a daughter named Sophie, and Papa said I could name you anything I want. So from now on, your name is Sophie. Do you understand Sophie?"

I hated that name! It was a female name! It wasn't me! But I was surprised to hear myself tell her "Yes Mama, I am Sophie now." I was reeling inside. Her news that I was becoming a woman was shocking, and unbelievable! The fact that I couldn't always control what I said or did had me confused and upset. And I was supposed to start dressing up like a girl?

I felt all these emotions welling up within me at once, and it was too much. I sat down, and began to cry.

"Oh poor baby girl. I know how it is when you first hit puberty. You get so emotional! But don't worry, things will get better soon. You go shower now, and put on something pretty to wear. I'll be back in a few hours to feed you again."

She left me sobbing on the bed.

"There, there" she said, patting me on the head as she prepared to leave. "I know this is all confusing to you. You don't understand it. But your mind must learn to accept it. You will find that your body and your heart already has.

* * *

I really did need a shower, so I went across the hall and took on. I came back to my room, and my male clothes were all gone. I went to the locker, to try and find something to wear which wasn't too embarrassing.

First I put on the panties (nobody would see them, so it wasn't too bad to have to wear them). I was surprised how comfortable they were, and how much I liked the sensation of the silky fabric against my skin. Next, I found myself grabbing the training bra. Elisa had told me to wear one, and something inside me made me just want to please her! I was compelled to do it, even though I really didn't want to.

Now I looked at the shirts. The halter top was out! So were the tank tops, and the frilly girly type blouses. I did find one shirt that at worse looked androgynous, so I settled on it. It was pink, but it was the least girly of all the clothes.

Next, I needed something below. There were several skirts, but I didn't want those. There was a pair of jeans, but I couldn't fit into them. The waist was way too small for me. There was a pair of silky red short shorts, bit they looked ridiculous on me, and they hurt because they put so much pressure on my male parts between my legs. It was either them, or a skirt. So I had to go with a skirt. The shorts were too painful. I felt so embarrassed to be wearing a skirt! It was white, and came down just below my knees. There were shorter ones and longer ones too, but I wasn't going to wear a miniskirt, and the flowing ones with lacy edging were too much.

I turned around and noticed Papa at the door.

"Oh my little girl looks so pretty in her clothes" he said.

I felt a flush of red in my face, because I was so happy that I had pleased him! I felt weak in my knees. I was quivering.

"You love wearing skirts, don't you Sophie?"

"Yes Papa, I love it!" I said. It was true! At that moment, I realized that I really did love wearing a skirt. I had never worn one in my life, and it felt strange, but when he said that, I found that I agreed 100%. I never wanted to wear pants again.

"And you are wearing your first bra! My little girl is growing up! You feel proud to wear one, don't you? It makes you feel like a big girl, doesn't it? You always want to wear one, don't you? You'll feel naked without one."

"Yes Papa! It makes me feel like I'm becoming a woman. I want to always wear a bra!"

"You want to be just like your Mama, don't you?"

"Yes Papa, I do!"

"That's a good girl. I've got to go to work. You ask Mama if there are any chores you can help with, all right? She works hard, and you should start helping her out around here."

"I will Papa, I promise!" I said.

When he left, I collapsed on the bed. He had such a powerful hold over me, and I didn't understand it. I sat up, and looked at myself in the mirror. I just loved wearing the skirt. How had he known that? And after he asked me about the bra, I realized how right he was about that too. I never wore one before today, but now I would feel naked without one. The only trouble was my boobs were so small, that there really wasn't anything for my little training bra to hold up. But some day, I'd be a big girl like Mama.

* * *

I found Mama, and asked her if there was something I could do to help her. She had me wash the dishes, and mop the floor in the kitchen. Then we went back to my room for my next feeding. As I nuzzled her, and drank the milk, she whispered in my ear.

"My little girl. My little Sophie. You love your Mama, don't you? You'll grow up to be a pretty woman some day. You look so pretty in your clothes today. Soon, I'll teach you how to wear makeup, and make your face look pretty."

I felt so warm, so happy! When she was done, I felt tired, and went to sleep. I dreamed of riding a pony, and flying through the countryside on its back, holding on to its flowing mane.

When I woke up, I felt hungry again. Mama fed me, and whispered into my ear again. She made me feel so good! I wanted so much to please her. She said I looked pretty in my skirt, so I decided that tomorrow I'd wear a dress, and show her just how pretty I could be.

* * *

A few days later, when I woke up in the morning, the first thing I did was to take a shower. As I washed my boobs, I noticed how they had grown so much in just the past few days. I had gone from just the little buds that barely filled out a training bra, to bigger ones, like a sixteen year old girl might have. I felt so proud as they filled out my bra! They made me feel like I was becoming more like Mama. Oh how I wanted to be like her!

And Papa was so happy with me. When I dressed up that morning, he appeared again.

"Ah my little Sophie. What a pretty young lady you have become! You like being pretty, don't you?"

"Yes Papa!" I said, proud that he thought me to be pretty!

"You want to start wearing makeup, don't you? To make your little face look even prettier?"

"Yes Papa, I want to wear makeup so I can be pretty like Mama. Please, can I?"

"Yes my dear. You may start wearing makeup."

I was so overjoyed! It was so nice of him to allow me to do that!

"Don't you hate having all that hair on your body? Don't you just want to get rid of it all?"

I looked down at my legs, and felt ashamed that I hadn't shaved them that morning. Why had I forgotten? I felt so awful having all this body hair. I just *had* to get rid of it!

"I'm sorry Papa. I forgot to shave my legs this morning. I'll make them look pretty and smooth for you. I like having smooth hairless legs."

"And you like jewelry too, don't you Sophie?"

"Papa, can I get my ears pierced?" I asked. I wanted so much to wear earrings like

Mama did. I wanted to be just like her.

"Yes my little angel, you can. Mama will take you out soon to the mall, and you can have your ears pierced."

I was elated. I wanted to get a tattoo too, like she had on the small of her back. But I dared not ask for something like that! I might have to wait until I was out on my own.

* * *

A few mornings later, I had to put on a larger bra than the day before, which really excited me! I could see my boobs getting bigger and bigger every day. It wouldn't be long until I had ones just like Mama did. As I looked at myself in the mirror, with my pretty makeup, and my dangling loop earrings. I styled my hair just like Mama showed me. I wanted to let it grow long like hers, but that would take time.

When Papa arrived to inspect me, he looked pleased.

"You look more and more like your Mama every day!" he said. What wonderful words of praise! I felt so happy!

"I wish I was just like her" I said.

"In time my little one. In time. Now tell me something Sophie. Between your legs. What do you feel?"

"I have this little thing there, but I don't feel much with it. Its kind of small and shriveled up." I replied.

"What do you wish you had down there?" asked Papa. "Do you want to be just like your Mama?"

"Oh yes, more than anything!" I said. I wished I was just like her.

"And why do you want to have a vagina?" he asked.

"I...I'm not sure. So I can be like Mama I suppose."

"But more than that. You want one so you can have sex with boys, don't you? You really like them, and want to be with one. Right? Aren't you attracted to them?"

"Oh yes Papa!" I said. "I want a boy of my own so bad!"

"I thought you did" he said. "You've *always* been a girl, haven't you Sophie?"

"Why of course Papa. Why would you ask me that?"

Papa smiled as he left me alone to think. I saw Mama walk by and wave, and I couldn't understand why I had ever felt an attraction to her. I didn't feel any attraction to women. I only wanted a man for my own. Someone strong like Papa. Why had I felt that way to her?

And why did I have this strange memory of ever thinking of myself as a man? I was a woman! I couldn't have been a man at one time, could I have? No way! I was a pretty girl! I must have always been a pretty girl. Oh how confused I felt!

I went to the bathroom, and sat down to pee. When I went to wipe myself off, something strange happened. There was a plop in the water, and I felt the cold splash. I looked down, and there was something floating in the toilet bowl. It resembled a man's private parts!

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