"Women" said a voice, that sounded like it was all around him. And right in his ears. Did they have speakers right in the chair?

"Since the dawn of time, women have evolved differently then men. Different in body. Different in mind. Different in our souls" said the voice. The music was changing now, to a more serious tone, with more brass. It grew harsher and more dissonant.

"These differences lead to conflicts" said the voice. "And they make it almost impossible for a man to cross the bridge, and to truly become a woman. But there is hope! The mind can be reshaped. The mind can be altered. Male traits can be eliminated, replaced the proper female ones. The barriers of the male mind can be obliterated, leaving only the mind of a woman behind. Sit back and relax as we alter your mind."

That sounded scary! Todd suddenly panicked. He tried to move, but he was tied in place. He could not get out of the bonds.

"Let go, and allow your new female self to form. She is you, and you are her. She has no male inhibitions. She is a woman in *every* way, from how she think, how she *feels*, even what she desires. Yes, *your* feminine desires and needs. *You* are a woman inside. You even need a man now. You are a woman."

Todd pulled with all his might, but could not move a muscle. Nor could he help but notice how aroused and stiff he had become.

"You cannot resist, as we begin to retrain your mind with feminine thoughts. When we are done, you will not even be able to remember that you were ever a man. We will build a complete female personality within you, and can bring her out on command."

Todd struggled again, but it was no use. There was a strange odor in the air, and he heard a hissing sound. Some sort of gas was being put into the room! He had to get out. But he was trapped.

"Now then, let us begin" said the female voice firmly. "You are a woman now. You are a girl. You have always been a girl, since they day you were born."

"No!" said Todd, but it was hard to speak or even breath now. The gas was effecting him, and he slumped back in the chair, completely relaxed and unable to move.

"Phase one: your girlhood" said the voice. "We will begin with your earliest memories, when you were just a little girl."

Todd's eyes were glazed over, as he stared at the blinking patterns on the screen. The voice talked directly into his mind, and he had no willpower to stop it.

* * *

When Gail undid Todd's restraint's and helped him stand up, he felt weak and dizzy. He was covered with sweat.

"How long have I been in here?" he asked her, gasping for air.

"Six hours. Its amazing that we can completely train you in six hours."

"I don't remember any training. I remember the horrible part at the beginning, then...then it seems to have faded away."

"That is because of *how* you were programmed. You see, we embedded two code phrases in your mind. One of them turns you on, into what we call 'girl mode'. The other turns that off, and restores you to your current state.

"So just by saying a certain phrase, you can...."

"We can make every *you* believe that you are a girl. Excited?"

"I'm not sure..." he said.

"Ah Tara, but you will be. Now as we promised you, you will be spending the next few days as a girl at all times. And there will be some golf lessons for you too, so you come home with an improved swing to show off for the wife. Of course, you have a cute golf outfit with a skirt and everything that you'll wear out on the course. But I'm getting ahead of myself. Tara, what do you think of the waitresses here?"

Todd looked at the girls in the dining room which they had entered. They were all dressed in black dresses, with white aprons. They all were quick and efficient. And lovely. He told her so.

"I'm glad you think that way. And how about the maids?"

"I haven't really seen any of them."

"Ah yes. But you will. Quite a bit in fact. Now our research has shown that for a man to really *feel* that he is a woman, it is essential that he be given tasks to do, in order to prove his new femininity. Women's work."

"Yes..." said Todd, not liking where this was going.

"For that reason, here is what you will do the next two weeks. The neighboring golf resort has a hotel with 350 rooms, 3 dining rooms, and 2 bars. You will spend 10 hours a day working there. Some days, you will be a maid. Some days, you will be the girl that tends bar. And some days, you will be a waitress. Then you'll get a one hour golf lesson, an hour at the golf range, then free time to do whatever girlish activity you choose."

"I didn't come here to work as a maid!" protested Todd.

"Now, now Tara. I think you'll come to like it."

"I'm going home. This is ridiculous" said Todd.

"Tara, please. I have a question for you first."

"What?" he said, annoyed.

"Mascara and lipstick, green with envy."

Todd froze. He blinked. Then he blinked again.

"Tell me Tara, what do you think of that bellboy over there."

"He's cute in those tight pants" replied *Tara*.

"Yes he is. If I told you he just broke up with his girlfriend, are you going to ask him out?"

"No."

"No?" said Gail.

"No, I'll make him think its his idea, then *he* can ask *me* out."

"That's a good girl!" said Gail.

Tara smiled, and licked her lips.

Todd was terrified. He could sense and feel everything that went on, but he had no control over it. He *was* Tara now, or more precisely, she was in control of him. He could do nothing but protest. But she couldn't hear him. He was just along for the ride. He was disgusted about this. He didn't want the bellboy. He wanted his dear sweet Wendy. But he no longer had control. Tara was running things now. He struggled, but to no avail. He could do nothing but watch and feel, as she lived this day instead of him.

"Your shift starts in twenty minutes" she said to Tara, who was tying on the apron, as the last touch of her waitress uniform.

"I hope I get good tips today. Then I can afford to go clothes shopping. I want some new shoes too."

"Good luck Tara. Ring me up when you get back here tonight. Some of us girls are going out, and you know, the more the merrier."

"Sounds good. I'll see you tonight Gail."

Tara and Gail exchanged a fake kiss on each other's cheek, then Tara got in the shuttle bus over to the golf resort where she would begin her shift as a waitress. It would be a long day, serving food and drinks to the leering men who were there to golf, but seemed to make chasing skirts an even more important event.

* * *

The next two weeks were a combination of exhilaration and terror for Todd. On the plus side, for all intents and purposes, he *was* a girl. He was Tara. He walked, talked, *thought* and *felt* like a girl. Tara was in complete control of everything, and after a while, it was easy to loose himself in *her* thoughts, and just go along for the ride.

But the fear and terror came from that fact that it was not him thinking those thoughts in his brain, it was *her*. And she did lots of things that would have been unthinkable to him, even when he dressed up. The things that she talked about with the real girl! The way she lusted after young men. The way she wanted to dress up to show off her body (such as it was). She even started taking birth control pills, fearful that she might be pregnant, if she ended up finding the right man to take home.

"But it's *my* body!" Todd thought. "I don't want to mess it up with those!"

She paid no attention to him, and nonchalantly popped the pill every day. And she did other things that Todd didn't want, like going to the beauty salon and having her eyebrows plucked to a fine line. Or getting a tattoo in her ankle. How would he ever explain those to everyone? He tried to think of excuses all the time.

But the worst time for Todd was at night. Because then, instead of his own dreams, he dreamed *her* dreams, which were quite different. In her dreams, she was a real woman. She made love. She gave birth. She nurtured her children.

Her dream of breast feeding an infant daughter was exciting to Todd. But living through her dream of giving birth, and waking up in a cold sweat was frightening. Not to mention her sex dreams. Those were the worst. Her deepest inner desires were fulfilled, as she imagined her dream lover thrusting deep inside her. Todd couldn't run, couldn't hide, and couldn't stop it. She even imagined the sensations in her dream, which was mind blowing for a man to feel. When he woke up from one of those dreams, Todd would have to wait and see if his equipment was still there, the next time she touched it or went to the bathroom. After what he had just felt, it was easy to believe that it was gone now.

During the days, Tara worked hard doing her jobs. The resort was glad to have the hard working women from the private retreat. They allowed the girls to have a round of golf every third day, as well as a lesson from a pro. Tara didn't always pay full attention to the pro, more intent on watching his muscles and his form, rather than his golf form.

When she went golfing, she wasn't all that bad. It felt so strange to play in a skirt, and to have the large breasts, which changed your balance and you swing. But over time, Todd got more and more used to the sensation of a skirt fluttering in the breeze against smooth bare legs.

It was hard to believe that it was the last day. Tara dressed up in the outfit with the skirt and boots that she had worn on that first day. Gail sat her down, and talked about the experiences of the week.

"Did you meet any cute guys?" she said.

"Yes, but they weren't interested in me. I need to work on my body, improve my curves, make my skin better. I need a little plastic surgery, and a major workout routine."

"Oh well, perhaps you'll do better with them next year."

"I sure hope so" she replied longingly.

"Tara, listen. Woman, pretty, cleavage, pink."

Todd's face froze for a moment. He blinked his eyes. *He* blinked. He was back! Whatever Gail had just said had chased Tara from his mind! He was in control of himself again.

"Oh my god. I can't believe what I just did for 2 weeks."

"Wonderful, wasn't it? Being a girl?"

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