10 September, 2009


Monday 19th March 2007
I can’t believe my mum is insisting I continue to write this journal. It’s bad enough that thosetablets she kept giving me have made me look more like a girl than a boy,but now she’s makingme wear dresses to school. And not just any old dresses too. She’s picked the frilliest dressesshe could find. I’m to take a photo every day and put it in this journal.
Tuesday 20th March 2007
Another day, another frilly dress. It’s just humiliating. Everybody laughs at me and callsme a sissy. The boys just pluck my bra strap and try and look up my skirt to see what colourpanties I am wearing and the girls are too embarassed to let me sit near them.
I wish I could go back to wearing boy clothes but Mum says that I was always in trouble as aboy and I am much better behaved now that I am a girl. I can’t be trusted to ever bea boy again. It’s skirts and frills for the rest of my life.
Sunday 31st August 2008
Today was another day spent working as a maid at the big house down the road. I can’t believe I’vebeen here for 6 months now, since we moved into town.
The master of the house is a real old lech. He couldn’t resist peeking up my skirt when I bent down today. He’d get a shock if he realised I had a cock inside these lacy panties. Nobody around here realises I used to be a boy. I look so girly now even I wouldn’t believe it.
Mum has promised me that next year she’ll let me have the operation to make me a real girl. I never thoughtI’d look forward to that day.
Monday 1st September 2008
First day of term at school. Another year has gone round so quick. It’s so much better than at mylast school because they only know me as a girl.
Mum still insists I have to dress as she tells me, but at least I don’t have to wear the frilly dressesany more.
Today I wore a satin blouse and a tight leather skirt that acted as a corset. The hormones havereally given me a nice butt, and I just love to show it off. The stares I got from some of the boysreally made my day. Sally Jenkins called me a tramp and a slut today. Jackie stood up for methough, told her she was jealous ‘cos I have better tits than she does. Which is true. Thosedoctors did a fantastic job the other month.
13th October 2009
The last few weeks have been like a whirlwind for me Mummy said I was allowed to leave my journalfor a few weeks while I got better.
I’ve just got out of hospital. Mummy had arranged for me to have the operation that would finallymake me a real girl. They took away my boy bits and gave me a lovely pussy instead.
I can’t believe how happy I am to be complete. Had you told be 4 years ago that I’d grow up to be a pretty girl I’d have thought you were insane. But I have become so used to being girly I couldn’t see myself living any other way now.
To celebrate my homecoming my Mummy bought me the most gorgeous pink top and skirt. It fits me so well.
I’m such a happy girl.
Ok so here’s my latest weekly update and what a week it’s been!
I’m still finding my feet as a junior secretary. The work’s a little dull at times, but the people there are very friendly. Mr Jenkins on the 3rd floor has said he’s been really impressed with my work and that he’s going to try to get me moved up to be his personal secretary. Which sounds nice.
But the really exciting news is that I had a date! Mummy wouldn’t let me date anyone when I was at school, and I was always scared they discover my little secret. But now I don’t have a suprise in my panties I can relax.
Anyway, I’ve been getting friendly with one of the IT guys called Brad. He keeps coming by to fix my computer. I used to like playing with them when I was a boy, but now I’m happier to have someone else fix them for me. Brad finally asked me out for a drink on Wednesday evening. I had a fantastic evening and Brad was the perfect gentleman. At the end of the evening he kissed me and I just melted into his arms. Nothing else happened. I’m not the kind of girl to put it out on just the first date. But we’re going out again next week for dinner and I think I may let him get his wicked way with me…. I can’t wait!

So here it is, the big day. Since Brad proposed to me on Valentine’s Day Mum and I have been frantically planning the wedding. It’s been just over a year since we met, but I am certain that Brad is the man for me. He’s my soulmate, and between you and me, dear reader, the sex has been fantastic!
We told him about my past soon after we started dating seriously and he didn’t mind at all. He was fantastically supportive when I was sacked for punching Mr Jenkins when he grabbed my breasts, the dirty perv.
So here I sit in an amazing wedding gown waiting to marry the man I love. I can’t believe how my life has ended up. I am so thankful to my mum for starting the process to turn me into a girl. I don’t think things would have been so good had I stayed on the path I was following as a boy. I’d have ended up in jail, or worse. I am so much happier as a woman.
I’ll be sure to write a full report of the honeymoon when I get back!

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