After the Procedure
After the procedure, I was permitted to stand, and walked toward a full length mirror at the end of the hall.
I stared at the stranger in the reflection in shock.
“I... I’m a girl?”
“I’m a girl!”
I turned to the author of my transformation who had been watching with a smile.
“You.... I’m a girl!”
I walked toward her and grabbed her.
And gave her a huge hug.
I then danced out of the makeover spa, singing “I feel pretty ...”
All the way home.
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