He touched himself more, only to finally realize that he had lost something--his boyhood. He now had the body of a girl!

Chris was just a little late on puberty, being 13 years old and not experiencing it yet. Consequently, he was a bit confused about his sexuality. Most of his friends were already going out with girls at school, while he still couldn't relate to the fascination of young girls bodies. He knew he definitely wasn't turned on by boys bodies... the only thing that ever gave him an erection was watching his older sister Janet getting dressed.

It wasnt so much her body that turned him on as the clothes she wore. Seeing her delicately lift her pantyhose to the toes of her feet, then slowly, elegantly sliding them up over her feet, up her legs, until the waistband hugged her hips and the center seem kissed her crotch. Observing her hands deftly strapping a bra around her firm, round breasts. Watching slim, stocking clad feet slip into bright red high-heeled shoes. These were the things that aroused his sexuality.

Chris always wanted to try on her clothes, but his frame was a little smaller and he knew they wouldn't fit him nearly as well as they did his sister.

Then one day, something happened. He came across a picture of himself as a two-year old, with Janet at ten years old standing near him. His mom had dressed him in a little blue shirt, but from the waist down he was clad in bright red tights. They were the same color as the tights his sister was wearing. All of the sudden Chris felt his penis stiffen and throb, confusion beginning to cloud his mind. He had erections before, but this time it was different. A shiver went up the spine, heart beats quickened slightly, and a strange tingling, tight feeling engorged his penis. He stood up, and hurried off into the attic in a state of confusion, not knowing what was going on.

There were several dressers in the darkness, lit partially by a window at the far end of the room. The attic was spooky without anyone else around--Chris almost never went up there alone. But something called out in his subconscious. Look around. Quickly. Open the drawers. Search.