John posed as a Race Queen

"O.K. John. Now we get to the real part." Dr. Valentine said. "Like last week I want you to do some poses. But this time I'm not going to tell you what to do. You'll have to come up with them on your own."

"And how do I do that?" John asked as he stood up. He lightly wobbled on his high heels, because he wasn't used to them and because of his new center of gravity.

"You have to abandon every thought of who and what you used to be. For the moment you aren't neither John nor a boy. You are a Saber the sexy Race Queen."

"O.K." John took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "I'm neither John nor a boy. I'm Saber, the sexy Race Queen." He exhaled and again inhaled deeply. "I'm an 18 years old girl with a models body. I love to pose and show the world how sexy I am." John got himself into the mindset he thought a Race Queen would have.

After another deep breath he opened his eyes and a smile appeared on his face. He went to the big window on one side of the room and turned towards Dr. Valentine. "O.K. I'm ready." He said in a voice he tried to sound higher and softer, more like a girls.

Dr. Valentine smiled. "O.K. Saber, then show me what you got."

John leaned his back against the window board, bend his right leg and gave Dr. Valentine with the camera a smile.

Then he held on the window board, leaned forward and while looking to the window put his free hand on the jacket like he was about to take it off.

"Beautiful Saber. I knew you could do it." Dr. Valentine said as she took pictures of the posing boy.

John continued to pose like a real Race Queen. After some normal shots showing how good he looked in the outfit he even got bolder. Similar to one week before he did some sexy poses with him presenting his breasts. He even went as far as opening his hot-pants, revealing his shiny red g-string, and opening the zipper on the tops back and holding it with one hand like he was about to let it fall and show his breasts.