No

You tell Kristy that you’re not going to wear a bikini.

“Oh, big mistake Jo, big mistake”, Kristy says softly as she suddenly kicks you in the balls and screams, “OH MY GOD!”

You drop to the ground in pain, fighting to catch your breath.

“Jo isn’t a girl! He’s a boy!” Kristy yells to the girls.

Through the haze of pain you see all the girls suddenly surrounding you, anger in their eyes.

Cries of disgust, shock and disbelief full the air.

“Cut his balls off”, one girl says.

“No way! She’s too pretty to be a boy”, says another.

“Why was he wearing a dress then”, asked a third.

Kristy calls for calm. “He said he wanted to know what it’s like to be one of us”, she lied.

As you struggle to get to your feet, two girls grab you, pinning your arms behind your back as another girl punched you in the stomach.

“Don’t move,” she said angrily.

As the girls hold you, the rest of the group talks among themselves. After what seems like an eternity, Kristy turns to you.

“Looks like you’re going to get your wish, Miss Jo”, she laughs.

You struggle to speak.

“What’s that,” Kristy asks as she leans in close to you.

You try to say that this is all a huge misunderstanding, but Kristy lies and says instead, “you’ve always wanted to experience life as a girl?” She paused as if listening to you. “The more you deny it the more you want it?”

She turns away from you.

“Shall we give her what she do desperately desires ladies”?

A resounding “YES” fills the room.

You finally manage to catch your breath. “I”, you gasp, “don’t want to be a girl”, you manage to wheeze.

Kristy shakes her head as she looks at you. “Don’t want to be a girl? Babe, you’re already a girl”. She looks at the girls on either side of you. “Bring her into the bed room”, she says.

The two girls drag you into the bedroom following Kristy. She points towards the full length mirror. “Over there”.

They position you in front of the mirror.

“Don’t want to be a girl? Tell me Jo, what do you see there”?

You look into the mirror. You see Kristy, and the two other girls holding a third girl. It takes you a full minute to realize the third girl is actually YOU. Your jaw drops open.

Kristy laughs at your reaction. “Don’t want to be a girl? Do guys wear ponytails that high on their heads? No. Do guys wear dark, shiny lipstick? No! Do guys wear long, white dresses?”

This time the two girls answer in unison with Kristy. “NO!”

“Don’t want to be a girl? Bitch, by the time we’re done with you, no one will ever believe you weren’t BORN ONE! Bring her back to the living room.”

Defeated, you meekly allow them to lead you back into the other room.

“Put her in the chair over there, and don’t let her move”.

As the your captors **** you to sit, Kristy and the others start arguing among themselves. You can’t hear what is being said, but you know they are deciding your fate.

One of the girls turns towards you. “Do you want to be girl?”

“No,” you say.

“Yet you’re wearing a dress. Do you want to wear makeup?”

Again you say, “no.”

“But you’re wearing lipstick. Do you want to wear cute little outfits?”

“No!”

“Hard to believe since you’re already wearing a cute dress. And since she already said her denials weren’t true, I’m convinced. Lets help her live her dream!”