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Gradual Change – Part 17
🕑 Added 2021-12-09 12:54:04 +0000 UTCAround 3 am, Erinna, woke up with a throbbing pain in her crotch. It shot up to her stomach, making her yelp in pain. Her cry caused Nancy to wake up.
“What happened?” asked Nancy as she was concerned.
“It hurts down there,” Erinna replied in a very uncomfortable tone that caused Nancy to be more concerned.
“Let’s go to the bathroom. We can see what’s going on,” Nancy whispered, not wanting to wake anyone up. If what she had in mind was true, it was better to keep things private. Erinna nodded and walked to the bathroom, following Nancy. She walked in a very awkward way, with pain between her legs.
After entering the bathroom, Nancy helped Erinna sit down at the bathtub’s edge.
“I will pull down your clothes, just to take a look, ok?” Nancy asked as Erinna blushed a bit but nodded. Nancy reached with her hand, pulling Erinna’s tights and then her panties. She pulled the nightie up to Erinna’s waits so she could have a clear view.
Nancy inspected Erinna’s crotch and found what she had expected. Erinna’s scrotum was gone entirely. In its place was a natural-looking vagina. Nancy had been through this herself, but it was a painful week for her. The pain was so unbearable that she used painkillers for a week. The only thing left from Erinna’s original genitals was a shrunken penis shaft which had no function other than peeing for now.
Nancy’s current problem was how to explain this to Erinna. She didn’t want to freak her out, but at the same time, she had to explain it to her.
“Do you remember how I proved to you that I used to be a boy?” Nancy asked, receiving a confused nod from Erinna.
“Well, now you look the same as me down there,” Nancy explained, pointing to Erinna’s crotch.
It took Erinna a second to realize what Nancy was talking about, but she was shocked to her core when she did. She had expected this to happen, but not so quickly. Her aunt’s explanation had been very detailed, and she did inform Erinna that this would happen to her.
Seeing the state of shock Erinna was in, Nancy decided to act. She had experienced this after all. What kind of big sister would she be if she didn’t help her little sister?
“Look, it’s not that bad. The hardest and the most painful part is over. There weren’t any booster pills when I went through the same thing. It only took you a day to change when it took me a week. It was excruciating,” Nancy explained.
“But I didn’t want to be a girl. I liked being a boy,” Erinna admitted breaking into tears. It was just too much for her. Erinna was a boy for her entire life before this started, and yes, Erinna was always close to her mom, but she was not a girl until recently.
Nancy gave Erinna a polite, understanding smile. She had been there before, but Erinna is younger. Nancy was two years older when she had gone through the change, so she expected it to be more challenging for Erinna to understand, but she also believed it would be easier for her to adjust.
“I know how you feel.”
Nancy then thought, “It’s hard to believe that Erinna was ever a boy. I would have never believed her if I didn’t know her personally.”
Nancy continued explaining, “I was also once a boy who never wanted to be a girl. Besides, what’s so bad about being a girl? It’s fun, and you can do many different things boys can’t do.”
Nancy could see Erinna wasn’t convinced, just from the look on her face. But Erinna had no reply. She couldn’t argue with Nancy. After all, Erinna was starting to enjoy wearing her girly clothes, and it had only been a day now. She had tried staying away from girly things since, deep down, they scared her, and now, she knew why. She now knew in her heart that she would start loving girly stuff, and it would completely change her life forever.
“We will talk again about this later, but for now, I will get you something to relieve the pain,” Nancy announced as she pulled Erinna’s panties and tights up again before lowering her nightie back in place. She helped Erinna walk back to bed as she struggled a bit with the pain between her legs. Once Erinna was in bed, Nancy padded out of the room. She went straight to the kitchen, where she found a pill bottle containing a few mild painkillers that Oliver used to take. Somehow, becoming a TSS boy is more challenging and painful than becoming a girl.
With a pill in one hand and a cup of water in the other, Nancy made her way back to the room. Entering the room, Nancy found Erinna sitting on the bed with her arms around her knees. Nancy walked over and sat on the bed, causing Erinna to look at her with teary eyes.
“What’s wrong?” Nancy inquired, removing a couple of hair strands from Erinna’s face.
Erinna shrugged, unable to explain how she felt. She had always received compliments about being more mature than kids her age. Yet, Erinna couldn’t understand her feelings. She was not afraid of becoming a girl but was worried she would fall in love with being a girl, which was now happening to her. She could feel her self-image as a boy slowly disappearing.
Nancy let out a sigh putting the water and the painkiller aside. She then embraced Erinna in a hug.
“Sweetie, I know it’s hard and confusing. No one can understand you better than Carla or me. Your best option is to stop resisting the changes. If you accept them, it will be far easier on you,” Nancy whispered, rubbing Erinna’s back.
She had always been fond of Erinna, who was like a little sister to her. She knew that Erinna felt the same way, and she couldn’t fail her. Nancy had to help her any way she could.
Both of them laid down on the bed, with Nancy’s arms around Erinna, pulling her closer to her. Nancy stayed beside Erinna, whispering soothing words, rubbing her back, and hugging her until she stopped crying.
Once she was sure that Erinna was ok, Nancy gave her the painkiller and the water cup. Eventually, the meds kicked in, and Erinna fell asleep, followed by Nancy, who resisted falling asleep until she was sure that Erinna was finally sleeping.
It was exactly 8 am when Nancy’s alarm sounded. It had taken them a while to get to sleep last night, so she was unhappy to wake up so early. Nancy was still sleepy with her arms wrapped around Erinna. She groaned and reached to touch the digital clock to stop the alarm. Nancy sat up and looked to see that Erinna was still asleep. She kissed her cheek before heading off to the bathroom.
Nancy quickly removed her tampon before relieving herself, then entered the shower. After she finished her shower, she dried herself off with a towel. She inserted a new tampon and put her bathrobe on. Nancy dried her hair with a blow-dryer and a hairbrush and left the bathroom.
She walked directly to Erinna, who was still asleep on her bed. She kissed her before starting to wake her up.
“Time to wake up if you want to take a shower before everyone,” Nancy whispered, shaking Erinna awake. It may sound unfair for Nancy to wake Erinna before the rest of the girls but, she didn’t mind giving Erinna special attention. Erinna’s eyes twitched, and as she started to stretch her arms, Erinna opened her eyes to see Nancy smiling at her.
“Good morning, get up quickly. I didn’t wake anyone yet so that you can take your time showering,” Nancy explained.
Erinna smiled and nodded before walking to the bathroom. Inside she stripped out of her nightie, tights, and panties. First, she relieved herself then got into the shower. Erinna only found Nancy’s shampoo and body wash in the bathroom, which both smelled like flowers.
She would have to use them. After all, she can’t stand a day without thoroughly washing her hair. She, however, wanted to ask Nancy’s permission first. With that in mind, Erinna walked to the door and opened it enough to poke her head out. “Nan,” Erinna called, using Nancy’s nickname. It was a nickname only she used for Nancy.
“Yes?” Nancy replied, walking to the door with a hairbrush in her hand. She didn’t allow anyone else to call her ‘Nan.’ She wouldn’t mind if Oliver would do so, but only Erinna could use that name so far.
“Nan, can I use your shampoo and body wash, please?” Erinna requested, looking at Nancy, who was brushing her hair.
“You’re silly. What kind of question is that?”
Nancy commented, looking at Erinna as if she was spouting nonsense. “Of course, you can. You don’t even have to ask. By the way, please place your dirty clothes in the hamper. I will ask mom to wash them for you,” she announced before walking to her closet. Nancy took out a baby-blue bathrobe from her closet and handed it to Erinna. “Now, hurry up before everyone starts to wake up.”
Erinna smiled and went back to her shower. There was a reason why Nancy wanted Erinna to take a shower before anyone else, as Erinna took a long time to wash her hair and body. She always made sure everything was satisfyingly clean. Erinna finished up and put on the bathrobe Nancy had given her. She was about to leave the bathroom when she heard a knocking on the door. “Are you done?” It was Nancy’s voice.
Erinna opened the door and walked out of the bathroom, smelling like Nancy’s shampoo and body wash.
“I’ve finished,” Erinna replied, seeing everyone was already up. Dakota was not in the room, and Brandi seemed to be having a girly talk with Carla and Shelby. Erinna was surprised but decided not to pay any attention to it. As long as Brandi wasn’t rude and toxic towards her, Erinna didn’t mind being friends.
“Not yet, Erinna,” Nancy commented as a confused Erinna looked up at her.
“Look at your hair; it’s still wet,” Nancy exclaimed, holding strands of Erinna’s wet hair.
“Come over here, and we’ll work on your hair.”
With that, Nancy pulled Erinna’s hand towards her vanity table, where she blow-dried and then started to brush her hair. Nancy then brushed Erinna’s hair into a high ponytail, which she tied in the back with a pink hair scrunchie.
“There you go, now your hair won’t fall on your face anymore. It also looks adorable,” Nancy gushed.
Erinna moved her head to the left then to the right, feeling the ponytail swish every time she moved her head. Looking in the mirror, she had to agree with Nancy. It looked cute and girly, but she was not about to admit it out loud. Erinna walked over to her bag while swinging her new ponytail to take her clothes out.
First of all, Erinna was able to get her black boy shorts up to her waist while still wearing her bathrobe. Then came the challenge, the bra. Erinna was able to slide the bra under her bathrobe and get her arms in the bra, but she couldn’t hook the bra behind her back. She tried so many times but failed all the time. Frustrated, Erinna decided to ask for help from Nancy.
Nancy was pulling up a pair of black tights under her sweater dress when Erinna walked to her. She could see the impatient and frustrated look on Erinna’s face.
“Did something happen?” Nancy asked while looking at Erinna.
“I couldn’t get this bra hooked; can you help me?” Erinna asked, wanting to get it done. Hooking the bra was such a struggle for her. She wondered how girls have the patience to do it every day.
“Sure thing, let me help you.” With that, Nancy turned Erinna around. Nancy didn’t hook the bra; instead, she lowered the top of the bathrobe and held Erinna’s hands while guiding her to connect the hooks.
“There you go, all done,” Nancy exclaimed with a smile. She could have done it pretty quickly. Hooking a bra was nothing but a routine for her. She, however, wanted to teach Erinna how to do it.
“Another way you can do it is to put the bra on backward, hook it together while the clasps are on the front, and then slide it around until they are at the back. Then put the bra straps on, lean forward, and adjust the cups over your girls,” added Nancy.
“Thank you, Nan,” Erinna said before hugging Nancy. She was delighted to have Nancy, as she was kind, caring, and a great help. Nan was the best big sister a girl could want.
Erinna walked back to her bag, and she pulled out the new package of tights before opening it. Taking them out, Erinna started to put them on just like Nancy had shown her yesterday. Erinna then pulled the skirt up over her legs and adjusted it around her waist with the tights now on. Erinna put on a camisole and, lastly, the black sweater.
“Is everyone ready?” Nancy asked, scanning the room. Everyone else was ready, including Brandi (who didn’t seem bothered wearing girls’ clothes anymore.) Nancy, however, couldn’t see Dakota anywhere.
“Where’s Dakota?”
“She probably snuck out to chat with the boys,” explained Erinna.
Dakota’s behavior wasn’t a problem with them now, and they had accepted it.
“She’s a tomboy,” Shelby answered with a shrug.
“Come on, be nice. Not all girls are girly,” Nancy noted as Shelby shrugged. They would rather have everyone think of Dakota as a tomboy than share her secret, which was a secret only known to their group.
“By the way, what is it with you guys and those wrist bands? Even Oliver has one now.” Nancy asked as both Erinna and Shelby looked at each other and giggled, but neither answered her question.
Knowing that Dakota was probably with the boys, everyone left the room and went downstairs. As they walked down the stairs, they could hear noises from the kitchen. They found Connor and Steven sitting in the kitchen by the open patio door leading to the backyard. They were the only two boys in the kitchen, and everyone else seemed to be outside in the backyard.
“Is everyone else outside?” Erinna asked, looking out the open door by Connor and Steven. Steven was reading a book like always while Connor held a bag of ice to his head.
“What happened to you?” Shelby asked, worried about her brother. He didn’t get hurt that often. Connor didn’t play any sports, but he wasn’t bad at them. He was mainly interested in arts and more into music. It was not a natural sight for Shelby to see.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart,” Carol said as she entered the kitchen. “Erwin thought it was a good idea to teach Oliver how to tackle, so he called George to help. Dakota and the boys joined them. Connor found himself facing Dakota. I don’t think I need to explain the rest,” Carol explained, checking on Connor.
He didn’t seem to have an injury other than the bump on his head, but Dakota had tackled him hard. Everyone looked at Connor, who just shrugged.
“It’s just Dakota being Dakota,” Connor joked, making everyone laugh.
“Why didn’t you join them?” Nancy asked Steven, who lowered his book and looked at Nancy. His look was obviously saying, “Are you crazy?”
Unlike the rest of the boys, Steven was not into sports. He was short for kids his age, skinny, and was weak physically. Steven would always get high marks in all other classes except Phys-Ed, where Steven struggled to get a passing grade. Even so, passing was a reward for him because of all the effort he put into the class. Having asthma wasn’t of any help either.
He was a bookworm, and it was rare to find him sitting down without reading a book. His favorite books were about history, as he always found it fascinating and mysterious.
“There’s no way I would join them! I could get hurt out there!” Steven complained, making it clear that he would never join them in any rough games.
“Well, you don’t have to join them. I didn’t want you to feel left out,” Nancy replied, smiling at him. “Anyway, aren’t we supposed to be leaving by now? Did dad have to teach them how to tackle right now?” Nancy complained, making Carol smile.
“No worries, they are ready, and we will leave in time,” Carol then looked to the girls.
“I am treating you to a manicure and pedicure today. We will be going after breakfast,” Carol announced, making both Shelby and Carla squeal with delight. Erinna was curious and a bit excited, but she wouldn’t show it.
“Would you like to come with us, Brandi?” Carol asked Brandi, who seemed a little unsure of herself.
“May I?” Brandi asked with a bit of hesitation in her voice. She was overly curious about this girly world, but she had her worries since this was all new to her.
“Of course, you can. I don’t see why not?” Carol reassured Brandi, and she smiled widely, which Carol took as a yes.
“Alright, I will go outside and make sure to bring the boys back in. You girls go and put your shoes on.”
With that, Carol walked out to the backyard while the girls found their shoes and put them on.
