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I hadn’t been home even long enough to get a shower and get out of my dirt-stained work clothes, before my little sister, Ellen, came into my bedroom and started snapping pictures of me with a fancy and really expensive-looking digital camera.
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My name is Alex, and I had just spent the whole summer working at a Forest Service camp, planting trees in an area that had been ravaged by a fire the year before. The hard work and long hikes on foot to get into the hilly back country had helped put some muscle on me, finally. I hadn't shaved for a week, so I had more beard stubble on my face than hair on my crew-cut head. I looked like a 17 year old Paul Bunyan, wearing a red plaid flannel work shirt, torn and muddy blue jeans, and heavy work boots. I was kind of short and slender for my age, but I was a fast runner, and that plus a good sense for tactics had won me the coveted role as our high school football team captain in my junior year, last year. My girlfriend, Andrea, graduated last year, and had been our head cheerleader. I'd fucked her more times than I could count, as well as almost all the other girls on the cheerleading squad, and I'd gotten plenty of blow jobs from the rest. My senior year at high school was gonna be a real blast! And I couldn't wait to be an all-star football player in college! I already had a full 4-year college football scholarship nearly in the bag, and planned to major in business and marketing, to leverage my fame as a pro football player, some day.
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Ellen was an adorable, innocent 10-year-old, with long red hair, and the same green eyes and pale skin as our mother and me. Neither of us looked much like our dad, who had blonde hair and blue eyes. She was wearing a cute pink t-shirt with some girly cartoon characters on it, and a short red skirt, with white ankle socks and pink, floral print sneakers. But Ellen was scary-smart, too. She was already taking and passing college-level classes at the community college, and getting straight 'As' there, while also having jumped a few grades and attending 7th grade at the local middle school. At the rate she was going, she would probably be done with school and have a 4-year college degree before I got my own Associate's degree!
"Nice camera. Where did you get it?" I asked.
"Borrowed it from a girl in the college photography club," she replied.
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"I missed you so much, Alex!" she added. "Please take me to the mall?"
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"Sure thing. I missed you too, but I really need a shower and clean clothes first, okay?" I said.
She giggled and replied, "Yeah, you’re stinky! And shave too, please? That beard looks really scratchy."
Despite the 7 year age gap between us, my sister and I got along great, and we seriously enjoyed hanging out with each other. She utterly adored me. And she was so smart that, for me, it was like being with a girl my own age, or even older. She even came to my football games and wore a cute kid-sized version of my high school's cheerleader costume, which our mom made for her, cheering with the older girls as our cheerleaders' mascot girl. The cheerleaders all adored her, though of course, none of us ever let the innocent little girl know how much sex the cheerleaders had with the football players in the locker room after each game.
At the mall, Ellen took pictures of a lot of our friends who were hanging out there, as well as my high school football coach, and a few of our teachers from both schools. It was a small town, and everybody shopped at the only mall in town.
"Don't forget, Alex, our first football practice is next week. Got to have everyone in shape for the homecoming game!" my coach said.
"Of course I'll be there, Coach! Gotta have your team captain right?" I replied with a big grin.
In the food court, we bumped into my girlfriend, Andrea, who was eating with three of the cheerleaders who would be back next school year. I couldn't help but notice all four girls had put on a bit of weight around the middle. Andrea gave me a big kiss and a hug, but then she put my hand on her tummy and said quietly, "We have a growing problem, Alex. I'm pregnant, and so are Lisa, Molly and Katie! And it's all your fault. What are you gonna do about it, daddy?"
I turned white as a sheet, and stood there with my mouth hanging open. If it had only been Andrea, my answer would have been easy. She was smart, pretty, and she was a great fuck. And I did care for her, a lot. I could do a lot worse for a wife. But I wondered how all four girls had decided I was responsible for their condition, when damned near every girl on the cheerleader squad had been gang-banged three months ago by every boy on the football team and the football coach, in the locker room, while we were all supposed to be attending the end of the school year dance. "You're... sure it's mine?" I managed to whisper.
"I'm a slut, and I fucked around a lot in high school, I'll admit. But you were the only guy I ever allowed to cum inside me, okay?" she replied. "The other girls have other lovers who could take the blame, as long as none of them demand a paternity test. But they are sure you're the daddy for them too. Are you gonna take care of all four of us? Or do you think we should get abortions?"
"I... well, I can't marry four girls, obviously. Well, ummmm, hey, I do want to do what's right by you... but... how could I go on to college, or become a pro football player, if we get married now? I'd have to get a full time job, to support a family," I replied.
Andrea sighed, and said, "Yeah, well, I thought that would be your answer, but I wanted to give you a chance to do right by me. Okay, we'll take care of our 'little problems' ourselves, somehow, and none of us will finger you as the daddy. You have a good time in your senior year, and see if you can land that four-year college football scholarship you've been hoping for so badly. But we're through as a couple, you hear? Don't you ever ask to date me again, Alex." As she turned her back on me and left with the other three pregnant cheerleaders, Andrea patted Ellen on the head, and said to my little sister, "Take care of him, honey. But don't let him knock you up!"
That night, I was pretty depressed about the breakup with Andrea, but also glad she hadn't forced me to marry her, or insisted on ruining my chances for college. Oh well, I was sure I'd soon have a new girlfriend from among the other cheerleaders. I got into my red plaid flannel PJ's and was about to go to bed, when I thought I heard a noise in my closet. I slid the mirrored door aside, and...
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My eyes were dazzled by a bright camera flash, and for a moment I could have sworn I saw my little sister, Ellen, standing in my closet and taking my picture with that fancy camera she'd been playing with all day. But when my eyes got back to normal, the only odd thing in my closet was a pair of red patent leather high heeled shoes, with 4 tall spike heels, set neatly on the floor next to my clunky work boots. I picked them up, examined them curiously, and realized they were big enough that they might even fit my big feet!
"Heh! How can girls even walk in these things?" I asked myself. Then curiosity got the better of me, and I just had to try them on. They fit perfectly! I admired how they looked in my reflection on the closet's mirrored door, and I walked around a bit on my hardwood floor. I was wobbly, but I could do it.
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I put the mysterious shoes back in my closet, and promptly forgot they were there, until bedtime the next evening.
The next night, I looked in the closet as soon as I finished my evening shower, wearing only a towel wrapped around me like a kilt.
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A rolled up pair of pantyhose stockings had been tucked into one of the red high heeled shoes. I tried them on, and the shoes too, and my feet felt better with the stockings between me and the insides of the shoes, but my hairy legs looked pretty strange under the girly stockings, as did the bulge of my cock and balls in the tight crotch area of the pantyhose.
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I put the things away, and went to bed.
The next night, I looked in my closet before my shower.
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Beside the shoes and stockings was a women's disposable razor and a small can of women's shaving cream. I took them with me to the shower, and shaved my legs carefully. After I had put the razor and shave cream away in my bathroom medicine cabinet, I dried off, and quickly tried the pantyhose and shoes on again. I was very pleased with how pretty my legs looked, and I hardly stumbled at all any more while walking in the high heels.
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On the next night, a flesh-colored thong and a pink pair of panties had been added to my stash, and I was somehow aware of what I needed to do to tuck my cock and balls between my legs and hold them in place with the thong, so my crotch looked feminine under my panties and pantyhose.
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The next day was the first day of football training camp. A few of the guys ribbed me about my freshly shaved legs, but even they had to admit that the macho bodybuilders in the muscle magazines shaved their legs too. In fact, those body builders shaved off all of their body hair!
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That night, a bra with lifelike silicone breast forms in pockets in the bra cups had been added, as well as a fresh disposable razor. I happily shaved off the rest of my body hair, even my pubic hair and the hair on my balls, and I got dressed. My fake tits jiggled nicely when I moved, just like the cheerleaders who had been practicing on the sidelines at football camp. Then I tried on a tight white sweater and short blue skirt that I found hanging in my closet above the shoes, and from the neck down, I looked like a real girl, jiggly boobs and all.
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A girl's full makeup and nail polish kit and a long red wig appeared the next night, and without hesitation, I did my best to make myself look like a passable girl. I was amazed at how pretty and feminine I looked, once I was fully dolled up.
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I got into my pink, floral-print PJ's, and went to bed.
Ellen took lots of pictures of mom and dad the next day. She told us she had started a course on digital photography at the community college.
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The next night, I found a DVD marked 'feminine voice lessons' with my girly clothes. I put it in my laptop computer, and started learning how to talk like a girl.
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Ellen was suddenly sitting beside me, naked, and she helped me with my voice lessons. When I was too tired to continue, she kissed me on the mouth, slipped her little tongue into my mouth to touch mine, said I was progressing nicely, and told me that I could go to bed. I selected my favorite pink baby doll nightie and put it on, still wearing my panties, thong and fake boobs bra.
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I didn't care about football camp any more, so I stopped going. Ellen and our mom went to the mall with me to help me select a whole bunch of new back to school clothes and shoes, though I wasn't dressed like a girl when we hit the mall.
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Ellie took lots of pictures of me trying on girly underwear, skirts and blouses in the changing rooms, though nothing fit very well up top without my fake boobs. After we got home, I dumped most of my old clothes at the charity drop-off place. Ellen also helped me that night with my voice lessons, and my makeup. When I satisfied her with how girly I looked, I was rewarded by being allowed to lick her little pussy, and she told me she loved me.
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School starts in two days, and my room has been redecorated as a girl's room. Mom and Ellen took me shopping again today, mostly to look for a pretty dress for me to wear to the Homecoming dance. It was the first time I had ever been out in public as a girl, but no one seemed to notice. Or if they did realize I used to be a boy, they didn't care.
We bumped into Andrea, and I almost didn't recognize my ex-girlfriend! She definitely wasn't pregnant any more, and she had cropped off most of her hair like a butch-dyke lesbian, and was wearing scruffy male clothes. There was another girl with her, who she introduced as her older sister.
"Amethyst works as a researcher at a big corporation," Andrea said. "We've really been enjoying the pictures Ellen's been sending us. Keep up the good work!"
"Such a pleasure to finally meet you in person!" Amethyst said to me. "And what is your name, dear?"
"Alexa," I replied, without even thinking about it. "It's short for Alexandria."
That night, Ellen joined me in my bedroom, and my little sister sucked my cock for the first time. It was wonderful!
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When the school year started, I enrolled as a transgender woman, and joined the cheerleader squad. I looked SO cute and sexy in my cheerleader uniform! Ellen cheered at every game along with us, and after each game, my sister went to wait with our parents, while I gave the coach and all of boys in the football team blow jobs in the locker room, side by side with my girlfriends in the cheerleaders. The new head cheerleader, Katie, borrowed my sister's camera and took LOTS of pictures of me sucking cocks and acting like a slut! I swallowed so much cum that I usually didn't want any dinner on game nights.
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On the night of the Homecoming dance, about a month into the school year, Katie was my date. She wore a beautiful, tightly tailored tuxedo that left no doubt she was a girl, but her hair was cropped short, like a lesbian. I wore my nicest dress, and we entered the contest for homecoming King and Queen.
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The gym was a fireworks show of flashes from cameras, as we got on stage with the other contestants. Amethyst was the official photographer for the event, and she had positioned dozens of cameras and flash units all over the gym, to get pictures of the crowd, as well as the contestants.
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Katie was crowned homecoming King, and I was crowned homecoming Queen, while our whole school cheered for us. It was the happiest day of my school career!
When I got home after that dance, Katie came into my bedroom with me, and so did Ellen. Our parents went straight to bed. Katie and Ellen enjoyed some girl-on-girl sex with each other, and then, when Ellen was good and wet, my little sister asked me to take her virginity, while Katie took lots of pictures of me and my sister fucking like minks in heat. I loved every minute of it!
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The morning after the last football game of the season, I woke up in a hospital bed.
Katie and Ellen were there, and so were my parents. Andrea and Amethyst were there too.
"Your gender confirmation surgeries were a success, Alexa," Katie said, kissing me passionately. "You'll need a few months to recover from your breast implants, penectomy, orchiectomy and vaginoplasty, but you'll be able to fully enjoy vaginal sex as a woman once you're all healed up. By the time you start your first year in college, you'll be able to get properly fucked by the whole football team! All of us cheerleaders chipped in to pay for your operations, and to cover your first year of tuition at the State University next year, with you enrolled as a modern dance major. And I'll be there with you, majoring in psychology."
"Thank you so much," I replied dreamily, still fighting off the anesthesia. My groin and chest ached like someone had kicked me in the balls that I was glad no longer had. And the female hormones the doctors had started me on were already making me feel calmer, and more feminine.
Amethyst held out a hand to Ellen and said, "I'd like my special camera back now, please."
"Sure! Thanks for letting me borrow it, and for letting me have fun with her before we had this done to her," my sister replied. "Helping you was the least I could do, after I found out what happened to Andrea, just before Alex came home. And I'd say our field test was a great success."
"Field test?" I asked in confusion.
Amethyst turned to me, and took my picture, with my family posing with me.
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Then she said, "I designed this camera prototype. It has a unique flash system that makes it very easy for professional photographers to get their models to pose exactly the way they want them to. Anyone who sees it gets very suggestible, and will do whatever they are told to do for the next several minutes, without remembering they followed anyone's commands. They'll also keep doing any suggested changes in behavior, long after the exposure. Well, after you knocked up my little sis and her friends, I had to do something, didn't I? Katie and your sister were glad to help, and all the cheerleaders were in on it from the beginning. And wow! We really changed your life! But all of you are going to forget that now. All you'll remember is how happy you that Alexa can finally be the woman she was always meant to be - a horny, slutty cheerleader."
I grinned foolishly and replied, "Whatever. I'm just really looking forward to being a cheerleader in college."