Alessandra picked up a bottle of perfume, and pointed it towards John.

"Close your eyes, and take a deep deep breath" she said.

John closed his eyes, and breathed in as deeply as he could. His nose filled with the strong scent of the perfume, and he breathed in again, even deeper. It was a wonderful smell, reminding him of flowers, springtime, and sunshine. He felt the fine mist fall on his skin. It made him tingle all over.

"Look into the mirror" said Alessandra. "What do you see?"

"I see me" he said. It was true. All he could see was himself.

She took the mirror, and turned it around. The other side looked like a mirror too, but somehow the reflections were slightly askew or warped. John could see an image in the mirror, but it was very dim and fuzzy, barely discernible.

"That is your feminine side" she said. "She is very faint. Very dim. She barely exists at all. Just as I had feared."

"What can I do to strengthen her?" asked John.

"Is that what you really want? Are you sure?" asked Alessandra.

"Yes!" he said.

"All right. In that case, we will proceed. There are several things we can do to help bring her out. First of all, tell me: when you are dressed up as a woman, do you have a name?"

"What do you mean?"

"A female name?"

"No. I'm just me" he said.

"Well, in that case, we will name her. That is a first step in giving her strength. How can she grow if she doesn't even have a name?"

"I want to be called...." started John, but Alessandra cut him off.

"No. A baby does not name itself. It is given a name. And in the same way, you cannot choose a name for your female self. She has a name already, but you just don't know what it is. I have looked deeply into your eyes. I have decided that the woman within you is to be named Melanie."

"Melanie" said John.

Was it his imagination, or was the image glowing in the strange mirror somehow stronger than it had just been? It must just be his eyes adjusting to the dim light. That's all.

"Good. Now look at her in the mirror. She is female, but she is still indistinct. We need to help her by better defining her body image. Lets start with the breasts, since that is where most men begin when they look at a woman. Have you ever imagined yourself having breasts?"

"Yes. I stuff my bra sometimes" he said.

"A good start, but not quite good enough. I need you to do something now. I need for you to imagine that you really do have breasts. Look down on your chest, and in your mind's eye, imagine that you are looking at a pair of female breasts. Imagine them the way you would ideally be. Whether you want A cups, or D cups. And what size. And what shape. Imagine them on yourself."

John tried his best. He imagined that he had large wide breasts, filling his bra. He imagined that he had cleavage. He imagined how they made his shirt stick out in front of him. He even imagined the wide rings of colors around the large nipples.

"Good. Good. Look at her now" said Alessandra. John looked back up in the mirror. Not only was the image of Melanie, his female self, now better defined, more strongly in focus, but she had breasts. Just like he had imagined on himself!

"Now how about your curves? Imagine what it feels like to have a thin tummy, and wide hips, giving you an hourglass figure. Keep your breasts in mind, but think of the rest of your shape."

In his mind, John did just that. He imagined what it would be like to have a narrow waist, and wide hips, so that when he wore his skirts, they would flare out properly. He imagined having soft feminine curves. He imagined looking down through the gap in his breasts, and seeing his thin tummy, exposed bellybutton, and the wide hips below it.

When he looked up at Melanie in the mirror, he was pleased to find that she had come in clearer again, and that she had the same curves that he had just imagined in his mind. He turned to the side to see her in profile. He didn't like her butt, so he imagined himself having one more like his former wife Diane's, all cute and tight. Melanie responded by changing to match John's ideal feminine self image.

"Now for your hair. Imagine the long lovely hair that you have as a woman."

John had actually gone out and bought a blonde wig for himself, which he wore around his house when he dressed up as a girl. So it was easy to imagine what it looked like, and felt like. And when he looked at the image in the mirror, Melanie had the hair that he had always dreamed of. As he turned his head, she turned hers, the long hairs of her mane flowing. He felt a tingle of excitement between his legs. She was turning him on!

A series of other instructions followed: Imagine your pretty face, with it's delicate cheeks, petite nose, and soft features. Imagine your delicate hands, with their long painted fingernails. Imagine your legs, with their little feet in high heel shoes. Imagine your small arms and shoulders. Imagine your pretty blue eyes and thin eyebrows.

Melanie in the mirror became more and more clear, and well defined. John was creating the perfect woman for himself. Now came the hardest instruction yet.

"Imagine between your legs, that you no longer have anything sticking out. Imagine that you go *in*. Imagine that you have a pussy down there. Imagine that you really are a girl. Your panties lay flat against your skin, because you don't have any male organs down there. Imagine how your pussy is all that you have."

John did so, having imagined that almost every day. In the mirror, there was no change to Melanie's looks, except that there was a certain clarity to her now, like it was a true mirror image, rather than just a fuzzy shape that he had been looking at.

"Imagine that you have a soft feminine voice" said Alessandra. "Imagine that you are kind, loving, and gentle. Imagine that you *are* Melanie. The woman in the mirror. Imagine that she you, and you are *her*."

John did as he was asked.

"Before you, you now see your feminine self" said Alessandra. "She is strong now, you have released her. That is your feminine side, which you have longed to set free."

John smiled. She was so pretty!

"Now close your eyes, and breath deeply" she said.

John took a deep breath, and inhaled the perfume again. Another deep breath followed. He wondered why the perfume had a slightly different tinge to it somehow this time. Something he couldn't quite put his finger on. But there was something different about it. Perhaps it was in a different bottle?

"Now look into the mirror" she said.

John opened his eyes, and looked in the mirror. The image there was faint and dim. Oh no! She was gone again, back to how she was at first! But he looked closer, and noticed something. The image in the mirror was *male*. It was very faint, but it was there. Somehow, although it was dim and fuzzy, you could tell that it was male.

"That is your inner male" said Alessandra. "His name is John"

"His name?" said John, almost jumping back at the sound of the words emerging from his mouth. The words were soft and high pitched, just like the ideal female voice he had imagined. It wasn't his voice he was speaking with...it was Melanie's! He looked down. And saw boobs. On his chest!

That's when he realized that the image in the mirror was male...he he was now female! He was now a she! He was Melanie! Impossible! How could he be a girl? He reached down, and touched himself on his crotch. It was just like he had imagined: there was nothing there sticking out anymore. He went *in*. He had a pussy now. He was a girl!

"You are very pretty Melanie" said Alessandra.

"No!" he said. "This can't be true."

"It is very true. You are Melanie now. You are a woman. Get used to it."

"What have I done?" he said. But the feeling of repulsion that he felt inside, mixed with shock and horror was nothing compared to what happened next. He started to take off the men's dress shirt he was still wearing. But he hadn't thought to do that! His body was doing that on its own.

"I feel terrible in these *men's* clothes. Do you have anything more suitable for a woman?" he said. But it wasn't him who said it! Again, his body seemed to do it on its own.

"Yes Melanie. I'll go get you a skirt and a nice pretty top."

"Would you? That would be so wonderful!" he said.

It scared him deep down, knowing that he was doing an saying things now, that were not from *him* doing it. He tried to stop from undressing, but his body did not respond to his command. He was soon down to just his bra and panties. Only now, the bra was too tight, so full and large were his breasts. And his panties laid flat on his crotch. He was admiring himself in the mirror when Alessandra brought him a pile of clothes.

He took his bra off, allowing his large boobs to hang free for a moment. They were lovely! Perfect! His body took the red tank top with the thin straps, and put it on. It had a built-in bra, to give him some support. Then he put on the white skirt with a frilly ruffles at the edge, which came down just below his knee. And he stepped into the shoes with the 3 inch heels.

Looking in the mirror, he felt so pretty! So feminine! He was so excited, except that this wasn't how he had expected it to be! Because he wasn't in control!

"Alessandra, tell me something. I feel like there is this *presence* inside me. And the worst thing, it that its like this presence is *male*" he heard his pretty voice say.

"Don't worry Melanie" she replied. "That is because up until today, your body was male. But now that you have been released, what little inner male is left, will slowly disappear. By this time tomorrow, you will be completely female, through and through."

"What can I do to get rid of him quicker? He bothers me" she said.

"Do something to make him want to run and hide."

"Like what?"

"Go get laid."

"A wonderful idea!" she responded.

John recoiled. He was about to go have sex with a man? No! Stop! Get me out of here! But there was nothing he could do. He was within Melanie, a part of her, and she was firmly in charge now.

In fact, he was able to hear her thoughts now. And when she felt something, like the leap her heart took when she thought of going out to get laid, he *felt* it too! If he was starting to think her thoughts and feel her feelings...then that meant he was becoming her! In every way!

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