I'm a girl???

"Do you know what X-Change is honey?" your mother asks, sitting next to you on the bed.

"No..." you honestly reply.

"Its a pharmaceutical product with the ability to change one's gender."

"What? How can that be possible?" you ask, incredulous despite the obvious evidence of your transformation. Your voice still doesn't feel your own, distracting you with every word you speak.

"I'm not actually sure sweetie, but these pills are going to change things forever once they're released to the public. Luckily few people know about them right now, otherwise this plan probably wouldn't work."

"Plan? What plan? And you **** me with these pills mom?"

"Do you remember your cousin Natalie? The oldest daughter of my younger sister?"

"Yeah...we haven't seen them in years though" you reply, waiting to see where this is headed.

"Well she applied to the University of Eastern Colorado just like you, and she was accepted with a full scholarship. But she's decided to go to school out of state. So you are going to attend school as her."

"What? That's insane mom. And illegal too," you can't believe your mom would come up with a scheme like this. The mom you grew up with would never do something like this, you think to yourself. She had been acting a bit more...unpredictably...in recent months however.

"I pulled a lot of strings to get Natalie and her mother to let you use her name, not to mention acquiring these pills. I'm sorry but I knew how much going to college means to you, and I knew you would be resistant to the idea. But I promise you are going to get used to being a woman in no time flat."

"And I'm just supposed to live as a woman for the next four years?" you ask, still unswayed by your mother's explanation.

"No, I think I have a solution that will make it possible for you to attend school as a male starting in your sophomore year, but that is a long way from now," she answers.

Your mother continues to explain your situation matter-of-factly, "In the mean time there is a lot you need to learn about being a woman and only a few weeks to learn it. First things first, lets get you dressed, OK?"

Your mother motions to several shopping bags sitting on the floor, some of the same ones you saw her walk in the door with this morning.

"Do you think you can dress yourself?" she asks.

"Uhhh...I guess so mom," you reply.

"Why don't you try on the outfit in the white bag there and then meet me downstairs?"

One part of your brain was telling you to scream out, to grab your mother and order her to change you back, or perhaps just to run away as fast as your legs would carry you. But part of you knew that your mother loved you very much, that she really and truly wanted the best for you. You weren't sure if you ready to cooperate with this plan of her's, but something inside of you told you to just let your mother make the decisions, that everything would be alright if you followed her instructions.

"Yes Mom," you answered, and with that your mother left your room and closed the door behind you.