Chapter 2

I wasn't the first to go to the doctor this time, Gary was and he came back after getting the test results some weeks later almost in tears. He told us his body was producing hormones like a genetic girl and had already essentially rendered him sterile.

He held a prescription for male hormones in his hand but I could see no motivation on his face to get them or take them for what would apparently be the rest of his life.

Paul wanted to deny the truth the most but like Gary the two of us had received a similar diagnosis soon after.

The three of us chose different directions to go in response to the doctor's diagnosis.

Paul went a little nuts and began taking the medicine again, eating more meals to help him gain the hoped for muscles and working out to excess. He had even resorted to pharmaceutical help to get hard enough for the girls, though I doubt it did much for the size.

Gary tried the doctor's prescription, fully concentrated on his coursework and like before paid little attention to himself or so I thought.

I did some detailed research into my own condition and after learning from various sources that reversing the damage was next to impossible and that some people had managed to live relatively normal lives without resorting to further medicine I threw out the prescription, continued going to my university classes and maintained my average score.

The end of our second year at university left us looking very different to the end of the first year.

I had been living the most healthy life and thanks to a little exercise had slimmed down, what weight I did have was on my chest, hips and butt giving me a recognisable hourglass figure. With my shoulder length black hair, the tight skinny jeans I had grown to prefer and my originally small stature I was recognized by many as a girl.

Gary was sort of in-between the sexes in appearance, he had taken to growing his facial hair to cover his somewhat more androgynous facial features. He had also gained weight which had settled on his belly mostly but he also had a small chest and slightly wider hips and butt.

Paul had gone a different way entirely. He kept a masculine facial look and short hair, he was very muscular overall but it was simply in areas more common for girls and even he couldn't deny the obvious breasts that were bigger than mine.

It was after the final class of the year that I confronted the two of them with what they planned to do for the future. Paul had rather obviously failed and I told him as such, like what had become common for him he wanted to deny it but couldn't. I loudly stated we each had to make changes to match our changed bodies and avoid issues with others.

Paul then quite obviously blushed as he told us that thanks to his changes already the gym had demanded a while back that he cover up his chest and he brought out to show us a black coloured female sports top he now wore and said it was already a bit small.

I stated that I was interested in going as a girl full time and arranged this confrontation to let them know, as I had ordered numerous packages including underwear sets, various outfits, shoes and a couple of accessories.

When they looked at me in shock I shrugged at them and said that there was no use denying or ignoring the changes to my body. I continued by saying I still prefer girls at the moment but I am open to what the future holds for me.

Gary gave us the greatest shock when he confessed he had long stopped the hormones and had been gaining weight on purpose and was going to continue to do so. He had secretly built up a following online as a gainer with some feminine features, it was then he showed us his very small collection of female clothing and told me he would love some help with shopping for more.

That summer went slowly but many obvious changes were visible to outsiders. After deciding to stay together Paul immediately went out and got a job at a local gym, nothing fancy he was part receptionist and part time assistant to the visitors. Gary dropped all of his male features and we became close girl friends, sharing our growing love for shopping and showing off our new found femininity.

By the time the two of us had returned for our third year, she was over 220 lbs and preferred to be called Carrie. I had gained a little pudge thanks to her influence though I was grateful it only enhanced my looks and I kept my name as luckily or not Charlie was both a girls and boys name.

Being the smart ones we maintained our scores, seeing no reason our new selves would have much impact on our chosen profession if we continued that way.

Close to Christmas the two of us noticed a change in Paul and knowing he would probably deny any issue even to himself we held an intervention. Eventually we dragged out of him the fact he was losing all his muscle and had found himself attracted to the hard bodies of the strong male customer's nearly to the point of obsession.

With a visit to the doctor Paul got the answer the two of us had already expected. His body's natural hormones were now skewed to highly feminine and to such a degree that it was putting him in a form of heat.

By march Paul or Pauline as she was growing to prefer had passed the weight gain speed of Carrie, she was also more open sexually and instead of us waking to an athletic girl leaving the apartment like we had so long ago we had a chance to stare at the rather muscular guys on their way out.

I prefer girls or feminine boys but could appreciate the beauty of those strong hot muscled guys. Carrie could go either way but was very interested in something more long term and Pauline was still the same slut she had always been.

Me and Carrie finished university with scores in the top 5 percent. When I asked what was next for her she told me she wanted to continue as an online star and expanded by saying since hitting her 300 lbs milestone her numbers of fans had increased explosively. Pauline waddled her 265 lbs body in and told us she was going to do the same as Carrie and rely on her for the financial aspects.

After pausing and contemplating for a while I promised to stay with them as well and help them with the technical side of the business while doing some programming or fixing work on the side for extra cash if I needed to. I followed up by suggesting we get a better place together as we couldn't stay in the university housing.

Six months later in our new place I couldn't help but grumble a little as I said you girls are a bad influence. After getting my reassignment surgery which they opted out of doing, I had just crossed 190 lbs in weight and on my smaller frame it quite obviously settled on my bust hips and waist. I was a little annoyed to be overweight but still couldn't compare to them.

Pauline had passed 310 lbs recently and had still somehow managed to get a new guy every so often. Carrie was quite happy at just under 330 lbs and her fairly skinny girlfriend had recently moved in with our approval.

I warned her to be prepared to put on a little weight with those two gluttons around. She responded with a cheeky smile and said she never gained weight even after stuffing heavily. I openly told her I was jealous before turning to the other two seeing their open shocked mouths and asking with a giggle if they were hungry already.

I recently had a couple of dates with the same guy. He is very feminine in his looks to my great pleasure and sometimes dresses as a girl depending on how he is feeling. Hopefully he doesn't mind my large friends or my own chubbiness. Strangely I have also found myself recently thinking that maybe growing for my partner could be fun and maybe a bit of a turn on if I am honest with myself, so I will leave myself open to the possibility of finding a feeder just for me while hoping just a little that my date is the one.