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Dear Auntie Helga, When I was in eighth grade I was attracted to this cute girl named Sara who was always bossing me around. After a lot of presents and doing her homework she agreed to go out with me. Things were fine until it was time for the eighth grade trip. I was excited about maybe being put in the same room as her. On the day of the trip we gathered in front of the school so that the teacher could tell us our boarding assignments. There were to be five rooms with three people in each of them. I crossed my fingers as he called out the names. After three groups, he called my name. Then he called Genna's name who was Sara's best friend. Then he called Sara's name. I almost screamed with excitement. After all the groups were called, the teacher came up to me, Genna and Sara and said that we were not going to have a chaperone because he trusted that Sara and Genna were going to make sure that I was not going to get into trouble and if I did I would be graduating in summer school without everyone else. Sara promised the teacher that we would be fine and told him not to worry. After a reassuring lecture he gave to me, he handed us our schedule and told us that since the school was not rich the rooms could not be assigned together, that we were all split up and that our room was farther than most of the others but he trusted that we would be okay. He told us the times for when we had to meet up for breakfast, lunch and dinner and that if we were late we wouldn't eat. After that we went to put our stuff in the van and the teacher went on to tell the other groups what was going on. As I was putting in Sara's bags I noticed that she had two large bags instead of one like everyone else (at the time I did not think much of it and did not ask). Things got kind of weird when Sara asked me on the bus if she could do my eyebrows (they were kind of bushy at the time) and after a while of complaining I agreed to let her do it. After a long painful process she finished and I was surprised to see that they looked just like hers. They were thin and very girly. All the girls were saying my eyebrows looked better than theirs and asked Sara if she could do theirs too but she said she wasn't finished with me yet. There was one more hour left on the bus and she was going to do my nails if it killed her. After a while of struggling I was finally subdued and she filed my long dirty nails. I watched her do most of my hand but after a while I fell asleep. I woke up to see my nails painted bright pink and, just as I was about to protest, the teacher came to the back to wake everyone up and I quickly shoved my nails into my pocket so that he wouldn't see. After he woke everyone up we stepped out of the bus and he handed each of us a key to our rooms. Sara told me to get a cart for our luggage and, forgetting all about my nails, I took a cart, rolled it to the bus and put the bags on top. Following Sara I got to our room and Sara lifted one of her bags and put it under the bed. Then she told me to put her stuff and Genna's stuff in the dresser. As I was installing her clothes I noticed that there were only 2 beds, and smiled as I asked Sara where I was to sleep. She looked at me, pulled the extra bag from under the bed and, revealing two big pad locks, locked the opening of my bag together. She smiled and said, 'on the floor'. I got up saying that I didn't want to sleep on the floor. She responded, 'you'll have to or else I will tell the teacher you were bad and you'll have to take summer school'. Realizing that I was now at her command I dropped my head in sadness. She explained that I wouldn't be needing my clothes and shoved the locked bag under the bed. As she opened the bag up, I saw fake breasts, a wig, panties, skirts, tight pants, girdles, a makeup kit, high-heels, pink gym shoes, bras and other girly clothes and objects. She told me that I would be a girl for the whole ten days we were to be at the hotel. She then commanded me to strip naked because I needed my arms, legs, pubic hair, and armpits shaved if I was to be a girl. I almost started to cry at the sound of Genna's laughing. Sara then led me into the bathroom and shaved off almost all of the hair on my body before making me put on some real tight rubber panties, and, as her and Genna were painting my toe nails, I placed my hand over my privates but felt nothing as if my penis had disappeared. After my nails dried they put this real tight waist thing on me so that I had curves in the right places. They then gave me the fake breasts which were a size 38C and gave me a bra to put on over the top. I was handed a tight pink shirt to put on and a tiny mini-skirt to show off my newly shaven legs. Then they showed me how to put on make-up because I was to do it myself until it was time to go home. The wig they gave me was long and brown with large curls towards the bottom. As I looked at my self in the mirror tears ran down my face and Sara gave me a single sharp spank on the butt telling me that if I cried the mascara would run and I would have to go out looking like that. So I stopped and for the ten days thereafter I was a complete girl. She also took me to the swimming pool were I had to wear this weird bathing suit so that no-one could tell I was a boy. She even called the teacher and told him that we would eat by ourselves so that I would not have to change back into boys' attire. For that entire week and a half I was miserable but now I go everywhere looking like a girl; I even married a women who helps me cross-dress and she loves it because I obey her every command. Sincerely yours, Pedro Thank you for your letter Pedro. Truly a summer trip to remember, I dare say that Sara is doing the same thing to her husband now, it also seems to have helped you become accustomed to obeying your wife. Auntie Helga |