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... later!" he heard Jack call out, but couldn't be bothered to answer. A black mood had settled around him. He heard the door slam and the roar of the '88 Camaro that belonged to Jack's friend. The thought that he would never work on another engine was unbearable. He went into his room, blinking his eyes. The newly painted walls brought home his new existence as a girl even more than the black ones had before. The smell of new paint was nearly gone, and he crawled between the sheets of his bed and closed his eyes. Maybe he could have that dream again. It was so much better than the reality. *** Thursday. Once again it was a warm spring day. The students filed into Shadow Creek High, heads lowered while minds were imagining the start of summer, so close by. Sam looked around, wondering where Joe and Darren were. He glanced nervously down at himself. It felt so weird to be wearing girl's clothing, he couldn't get used to it. His slender, hairless legs emerged from a a pair of khaki shorts, the belt of which was cinched above curvy hips. He could feel his soft cotton panties snugly covering his rounded behind and smooth crotch. The t-shirt he wore was tighter than anything he had ever worn as a guy, and the neckline was wide, showing the purple straps of the cute bra he was wearing. Unlike yesterday, he had actually put a bit of effort into his hair, brushing it and using clips to keep it out of his face. It was a practical thing, he told himself, though he had felt upset when he ...

... realized he had liked the way he looked in the mirror. Sandals covered his feet. "Sam! You look great!" Sam heard a girl call out, and looking up, saw Darren coming towards him. He was wearing tights with a short skirt and a long-sleeved shirt whose wide neckline not only showed off his black bra straps but was deep enough to reveal a bit of cleavage. A barrette held back his long, curly black hair, and his face had light makeup up, his lips shining with lip gloss. Once again, Sam felt conflicting emotions at the sight of his friend, but now there was less shock and more envy. "Where's Joe?" Darren asked. "I don't know. He wasn't on the bus this morning." He anxiously looked at the entrance again. "I'm worried about him." "He'll come, don't worry. I'm sure he's fine." but Darren was worried, too. "I hope you're right. If he doesn't come, let's swing by his place after school." Darren agreed and they headed into class. *** "That was a magnificent job you did on the transmission, Joe! I couldn't believe how smoothly it downshifts in the turns. The differential's as smooth as silk!" Rob, the driver for the Ford F-1 team said, pulling off his helmet so that his curly chestnut hair was freed. Joe glowed. "Thanks Rob! I used those new teflon bearings and that special oil formula I came up with. I'm glad to see it paid off!" "You're the best, Joe! C'mon guys, three cheers for the magical mechanic!" The other mechanics in the bay cheered and Joe blushed. "Aw, c'mon guys! This is your ...