My Choice

It took me six weeks to work up enough courage to make that call.

I left the next morning. Arrived at three in the afternoon. A very good looking woman in a mini skirt and showing off a lot of cleavage was holding a sign with my name on it.

"I am Dean."

"I am Tina, please come with," she didn't say another word to me.

I was taken to a place in the country about five miles outside the city limits. Tina escorted me to an office where I meet a Kenneth Sawyer.

"Hi, my name is Ken Sawyer."

"Hi."

Mr. Sawyer must have heard something in my reply.

"May I ask you a question?" he asked. "Why did you send us the SSAE envelope?"

"I don't really know. I just wanted to see what would happen. To tell you the truth I didn't expect to be accepted," I replied to his questions.

"Did you bring enough money for your return ticket?" he asked.

"Yes I did."

"What I would like to do now is explain what Dream Girl is. How we plan to make you a dream girl. How much it will cost you in the long run."

"What about my old life and how will you make me a dream girl. Will I just walk out the door, a boy dressed up as a girl?"

"I will explain everything. When I am done you will have until eight o'clock tomorrow morning to make up your mind if you want to be a dream girl."

"What will happen if I decide against your proprosal?" I asked.

"You'll be taken back to the bus station. But, before you leave you'll be put in a hypnotic trance. In this trance, you'll be given commands that will make you forget everything dealing with Dream Girl. This way we can control who knows anything about Dream Girl."

"That is okay with me."

"First you'll be given one of three choices. 1- Stay as you are and leave in the morning. 2- Become all woman with all the right equipment. 3- Become a she/male. A woman with a body of a woman with a dick between her legs.