Gurl Next Door

by Madison McCall

  “And now he’s a girl.”

  I nodded.

  “So, my son, who used to be a man, is now a woman?”

  “Yes.”

  “And that’s you?”

  “Yes, it is mom.”

  She laughed and said, “Okay, I’ll play along, for now, as I’m sure he’s right around the corner probably recording this entire thing so he can post it on the internet. You young people today are strange. Oh, by the way, would you mind if I asked you a few questions to validate that you are truly my son?”

  “Please do.”

  So over the next five to ten minutes I was subjected to a grilling worse than a District Attorney would give a criminal, but I could not blame my mom as I wouldn’t have believed her either if she’d walked into the kitchen as a man.

  Finally, she said, “It’s really uncanny and there’s no way that you could know all the answers to the questions I’ve been asking. Let me see your ears.”

  “What?”

  “Let me see them.”

  Complying with her requested she examined my ears and then said, “I can’t see any hidden listening devices. Hmmm, I thought maybe someone was feeding you the answers.”

  “So, are you convinced it’s me?” I asked.

  “Who were your two best friends growing up?”

  “Lewis and Steve,” I replied.

  “When you were in seventh grade, who did I catch you making out with in your closet?”

  “Mom, it was in the eighth grade, and it was Steve’s sister Marian and it was in the back yard in the storage shed.”

  With a look of amazement, she asked, “Oh my God, Dana! Is that really you?”

  “It is mom, that’s what I’ve been trying to tell you!” I exclaimed.

  “Oh baby,” she said and then hugged me, “I’m so sorry I didn’t believe you.”

  “It’s okay, this is crazy. I wouldn’t have believed me either. After all, when someone comes up to you and says hey, I used to be your son and now I’m your daughter, what are you going to do?”

  Mom took a deep breath and said, “Okay, we’re going to approach this rationally and calmly. That’s the best thing to do.”

  “I’m in complete agreement.”

  “We just need to figure out how you were turned into a girl and how to get you switched back.”

  “I do have a question.”

  “Of course, sweetie.”

  “Can I see myself in the mirror?”

  “There’s a mirror in the living room, come on.”

  After walking into the living room, I stood in front of a French cheval mirror and saw all of myself for the first time. I was about 5’4, long medium brown hair, dark brown eyes, with medium breasts plus a petite little frame. I was wearing a t-shirt I’d put on before going to bed which just covered my rear end, and not to mention that my boxers had come off while I was sleeping. Either that or they’d fallen off while I’d walked to the kitchen.

  “So, this is the new me?” I asked.

  “Honey, it sure looks that way, but look on the bright side, you are quite pretty.”

  “Mom, are you trying to make me feel better? If so, it’s not working.”

  “Sorry baby, but you really are pretty.”

  Giving her a look that could kill, I then turned back toward the mirror, and as I caught sight of my scowl and started laughing I realized that the only thing I could do was laugh at the situation, as it was truly funny when you got right down to it.

  “Mom, you are right, I am an attractive girl.”

  “Told you so,” she said as she came up to my side and put her arm around me.

  As we stood there looking into the mirror she said, “I’ll help you get through this, I promise.”

  I then looked at her and said, “Hey, we were always a great mother-son team, we will be an even better mother-daughter team.”

  “Yes, we will. By the way, do you have any idea how this happened?”

  Taking the necklaces pendant in my hand I showed it to her and said, “I think I have an idea.”

  Chapter 5

  Mom and I went back to the kitchen and I sat at the table while she made me breakfast. I’d explained to her where I’d found the necklace and how I’d decided to wear it overnight, hoping it would improve my luck with the opposite sex, which apparently did not go so well.

  “So, mom, do you think we should think about taking me to see a doctor?”

  Laughing she asked, “Are you kidding? Do you think they would even believe us?”

  Thinking for a moment I then said, “I guess not.”

  Shaking her head she said, “Dana I’m a physician, and I can tell you that there’s no place to go with this outside of the federal government, and that’s the last place we want to go.”

  Nodding I said, “I have to agree. If, and that’s if we could get them to believe us, they would lock me up in a government facility and I would never see the light of day again.”

  “That may be a bit extreme, but I don’t think we can rule it out that you would be detained, plus I know there’s nothing that they can do for you.”

  “So, what do you think we should do mom? Or is the question what should I do? How do I proceed with my life?”

  Setting a plate with French toast down in front of me she said, “The first thing we need to do is get you fed. We can talk afterward.”

  **********

  After finishing breakfast mom said, “Come with me young lady,” and took me by the hand and we headed toward her bedroom. As we entered, she took me directly to her walk in closet, opened the door and we stepped inside.

  “What’s up?”

  “Until we can take you shopping, I’m going to loan you a few things to wear.”

  “Like girl’s clothing?” I asked.

  “Like girls’ clothing.” She said.

  “Can’t I just wear my own stuff?”

  “Really? She asked. “Are you kidding? Do you think any of your stuff would even fit you? Look how little you are compared to what you were.”

  Looking down at myself and then back up at her I said, “You may have a point.”

  “You are right about my size so I should have a number of things that will fit you,” she said as she looked through her closet.

  “Dana, look at this,” she said holding up a red floral print dress, “This will look really cute on you.”

  “Not the effect I’m going for mom.”

  “Will you stop? I think this will fit you perfectly.”

  Holding it up in front of me she said, “Go ahead and slip it on.”

  Taking it from her I asked, “Is this to be my new lot in life?”

  “Until we can figure this out, yes it will be.”

  Figuring that I would have to comply, at least in the short term, I nodded and said, “Okay,” and headed into the bathroom and then closed the door, but the next thing I knew mom was opening the door.

  “Here,” she said as she handed something to me through the crack in the door.

  “What’s this?”

  “Panties and a bra, oh by the way, it’s a strapless, which you’ll need for the dress you’ll be wearing. Let me know if you need any help,” and then she closed the door.

  Standing there I took off my t-shirt and dropped it on the floor and there I stood, naked. I then examined what mom and handed me and quickly assessed that she had given me a bra, as she’d said, plus a thong.

  “Mom! What the hell is this? A thong?” I yelled so she could hear me on the other side of the door.

  “Yes baby, I absolutely love wearing them, plus you don’t have panty lines.”

  Still talking to mom through the door I said, “Nothing personal but I’m not sure that I want to wear something that has been up your butt crack.”

  Sliding the door open she said, ‘Young man, you’re being awfully picky considering the circumstances, but for your information those panties have never been worn.”

  She then closed the pocket door
and quickly reopened it and said, “Sorry, I meant young woman,” and closed the door. Withing a second she quickly reopened it and said, “My God, your boobs are so firm. Well enjoy ‘em while you’ve got ‘em, because mine used to look just like that, but two decades and breastfeeding a baby will definitely have an effect on them,” and she closed the door once again.

  All I could think to myself was, well that was strange.

  So, I put on the panties and immediately noticed that I had something up the crack of my rear, but for the moment was not going to argue with mom, not right now anyway. Then, after studying it for a bit I was able to put on the strapless bra, which brought my breasts under control. Putting on the dress I thought it looked a little funny and quickly discovered that I had it on backwards, so I corrected the situation and it looked much better. Opening the door mom was standing there waiting on me as I emerged.

  “Baby, you look so cute in that dress.”

  “Thanks mom,” I said unenthusiastically.

  Continuing I asked, “Isn’t this dress a little short?”

  Stepping back and taking a look she said, “Absolutely not. Besides you’ve got the legs to pull off short dresses.”

  Examining me in the dress she said, “It’s just perfect on you. You know what, I’m going to give it to you, and it is yours to keep.”

  Taking a hairbrush she started brushing my hair which probably needed a little bit of taming, considering it had never been combed before.

  Then she put a touch of makeup on my cheeks and then forced me to let her apply a shade of pink lipstick to my lips.

  Turning me toward the mirror she said, “You look so nice sweetie.”

  Still not thrilled, I said, “Thanks mom.”

  Standing there looking at myself in the mirror, mom came up behind me and put her hands on my shoulders and said, “I’ve got several hours until I have to go into work, what do you say we go into town, have a bite to eat, and hang out. After that, I’ll head to work and you can come back home?”

  “Mom! I can’t go out like this.”

  “I hear you; however, you don’t want to be stuck here, forever do you? You’ll have to go out at some point.”

  “I can’t drive back, what if I get pulled over? My driver’s license says that Dana is a man, plus he’s considerably taller.”

  “Oh Dana, don’t worry, you can ride in with me, and then when we are done you can use that ride sharing service, what’s it called, Suber, to get back.”

  “I’m just not sure that I’m ready mom, maybe another time.”

  Nodding she said, “Okay, I understand. I wouldn’t want to pressure you into something you are not ready for quite yet.”

  “Thanks.”

  After a few moments she said, “Well, are you okay with me heading into town a little early before I have to report to work? I’ve got a couple of things I would like to do.”

  “Are you just going to leave me here? Like this?” I asked as I took both my forefingers and pointed to myself and made an up and down sweeping motion.

  She stood there looking at me for a few moments and then asked, “Why don’t you go with me then?”

  After an extremely long pause I said, “I can’t because I don’t have any shoes to wear.”

  A smile came to her face and she said, “You do too, because there’s the cutest pair of red slides that I have that will go absolutely perfect with that dress,” she said as she headed off to her closet.

  Chapter 6

  So, not only did mom fix me up with shoes but also loaned me a handbag, put a pair of magnetic diamond stud earrings on me, insisted I wear a necklace as well a variety of bracelets, and lastly thought that a little gold anklet would look nicely on me as well. I was definitely looking very feminine to say the least, but what can you say about that when you’ve just been turned into a girl?

  After parking the car, mom and I begin walking down the sidewalk of Pecan Street, which was the major thoroughfare that ran through town, and it was also where a large number of specialty shops and restaurants were located. According to what I’d recently read, the area had become a weekend destination for many who lived in nearby cities over the past few years.

  “Where are we heading first mom?”

  Taking me by the arm she said, “You’ll see my dear.”

  Dragging me into a nail salon, mom and I both had pedicures and manicures, which I was initially resistant to receiving, but after discovering that I could enjoy an alcoholic beverage while receiving them, I was convinced. Plus, since I was now a female, this qualified me to have my nails done.

  Walking out of the salon after we were finished, I looked at my fingers and toes and said, “You know what mom? This actually looks very nice, I’m glad I let you talk me into having this done, and I love the color. What do you call this, it’s not clear, and it’s not white?”

  “Sweetie that’s referred to as sheer.”

  Holding my hand out in front of me and looking at my nails I said, “Cool.”

  Looking at her watch, mom said, “We’ve just got time to get a bite to eat before I have to head to work. What would you like?”

  Looking down the sidewalk I saw a sign and asked, “What about that place? Peggy’s Café.”

  “I don’t know anything about the place but let’s be adventurous and try it out.”

  Entering the restaurant, we could see that the establishment was moderately busy so we stood at the front and waited, following the instructions as indicated on the sign by the hostess stand. Finally, a young woman with her dark hair pulled back into a bun with a name badge that read Annabelle returned to the hostess stand, smiled at us and said, “I’m so sorry for the delay. How many?”

  “Two please,” I said.

  After examining her seating chart, she said, “Right this way please.”

  Following her to a booth she waited on us to sit down and then gave us menus and said, “Your server will be right with you,” smiled and walked away.

  The male inside me was clearly not dead because as she was walking away, I could not help but notice the tight black pants she was wearing and how perfect round and pronounced her rear end was.

  “Finding anything interesting on the menu?” mom asked.

  “Hmmm? No, nothing interesting on the menu mom.”

  “I know what you’re interested in.”

  “Mom, old habits die hard.”

  “I hate to say it Dana, but girls may be a thing of the past for you.”

  “Mom, are you kidding? People don’t live with relationship barriers like that anymore; people have relationships with those that they want to, not those who society tells them to.”

  “Well excuse me, I stand corrected. What do I know, I’m just a mom?”

  Thinking that I may have hit a nerve I said, “Look I apologize, you know there’s a lot going on with me right now. I hope you get that.”

  Nodding mom said, “Dana I’m sorry, you’re right, you can’t just flick a switch and suddenly you’re attracted to ….”

  Mom stopped talking as our server came up to the table and asked us, “Hi, welcome to Peggy’s, what would you like to drink?”

  After getting our drinks we placed our food order, which came pretty quickly, and we wasted no time chowing down. Boy was I starved. However, since I was smaller than I’d been all my life I was not able to eat the amount of food that I would normally consume. Regularly I would be able to eat a double hamburger and fries, no problem, but I was clearly now only able to eat a single hamburger and a small order of fries. If nothing else I surmised that I would definitely be spending less on food.

  Finishing up our meal, mom and I were sitting there and talking, when the hostess who seated us came back and began talking to us, “How was everything?”

  “It was really good,” mom said.

  Then Annabelle turned toward me, and I said, “Yes mine too.”

  “Good. Hey, I know a lot of the locals and have never seen you before, passing t
hrough?”

  “We just moved here a couple of days ago,” mom said.

  “Really? What brought you here?”

  “Work. I’m the new ER Director at Four Points Medical Center.”

  “You’re a doctor?” she asked enthusiastically.

  Mom nodded and said, “Yes, I’m Dr. Natalie Nicholas.”

  “Cool, well welcome to Four Points, I’m Annabelle,” she said and shook hands with mom.

  Then turning toward me, we shook hands as well and I said, “Dana. Nice to meet you.”

  “Good to meet you too, Dana. Where do you guys live?”

  “We live out on Old Masonic Road.”

  “No kidding, I live out on Old Masonic Road, number 405, what’s your house number?”

  Looking at mother I asked, “What’s our number again?”

  “403,” she replied.

  Annabelle exclaimed, “Oh my God! You’re our new neighbors. How cool! I’m sorry I’ve not been over to introduce myself. I work a lot of the time, here, and go to school too, but I’m out on summer break right now.”

  A dark headed man of about forty to forty-five years of age, who was one of those guys that women find handsome, you know, that movie star look, walked up to the table where we were sitting. He stood there as Annabelle continued to talk, and finally after a few moments she recognized that he was present.

  “Oh dad, these are our new next-door neighbors, Dr. Nicholas and her daughter Dana.”

  “It’s great to meet you, I’m Neil, Neil Austin,” he said as he shook mine and mom’s hand.

  “Great to meet you Neil,” mom said.

  “Good to meet you too, Dr. Nicholas.”

  “Oh please, call me Natalie.”

  “Alright Natalie, well, how was your food today?” he asked.

  “Pretty good as I was telling your daughter. Is this your place?”

  He nodded and said, “Sure is.”

  “So,” mom asked, “Who is Peggy?”

  At this point I could tell that mom was fancying him by asking that question, as she was trying to figure out if he was married. Plus, I could also tell by the way she was looking at the guy that she liked him, which I was glad to see after all these years. She has spent so much time alone since dad’s passing. Another thing I could tell from the amount of attention he was paying to her was that he was also digging on her a little bit as well.