Blazing a new trail is difficult for a young burn victim, but he manages well enough with support from his mother, some unusual help from his sister, and a little luck.

Jessie realized how horrible he was. It’s funny how his actions seemed so wrong now that he looked back on them. How could he be so rotten to his mom, his teachers…everyone? He didn’t agree with the action taken by his mom to change him, but he did understand how she could be at her rope’s end.

“I promise you that I won’t deceive you any longer honey. I know that this is going to be difficult but I am here for you now. I will do whatever I can.”

“Thanks mom. I just need time to think about what I want to do…” Jessie replied as he hugged his mom and went up to his room.

“Now calm down Jessica…”

“My name is Jessie. I can’t believe that you and mom did this to me. You don’t care about me at all! Did you think I would never find out?!?”

“Honey, you need to believe that we did this for your own good.” Susan replied in a panic.

“My own good?!? Changing me into a girl was for my own good??? I was born a boy and what you did to me was destroy every ounce of my maleness! How can that possibly be good for me???”

As they sat there licking the cones Jessie started to feel at ease. He didn’t even realize that he was sitting with his legs crossed and was postured in an identical way to Ashley.

“Things are going to be alright Jess. It is a huge step that you actually aren’t in such a zombie-like state anymore. Even if your body is different than it used to be, you seem way more like yourself now than you have been.”

“Surprisingly I feel alright right now. It’s really weird that I feel ok, but I do.”

This is a work based on one of the most famous movies of all time. Those who have seen the movie will, no doubt, recognize some of the names and situations described. For those who haven't seen the movie, the title is at the end of this story.

“So you don’t remember anything?”

“Anything about what?”

“About being a boy?”

“I’ve been a girl my whole life Ashley. You and mom are kind of freaking me out with these boy questions.”

There are 10 types of people. Male and Female.
By Fyre Mei

- A short revenge based sci-fi stand-alone story for ADULTS only.

Jason, on the other hand, was going through the roof. He was pressing up against the beautiful girl from behind. He tried to keep his mind from wandering as he showed her what to do. He wasn't very successful as he grew very excited. He quickly tried to show Jessie how to putt to avoid the embarrassment of his growing excitement.

Jason's instruction made sense! He was so cool Jessie thought. Did Jason have a roll of quarters in his pocket or something? Jessie wondered as he felt the hardness in Jason's pants press up against his rear end. He must have those quarters to play in the arcade later Jessie figured.

"Got it?" Jason asked as he quickly backed away hoping his pretty friend didn't realize that she had just given him a major boner.

"Come here pretty girl and let me see your pretty pretty panties!"

They wrestled back and forth a little and Jessie was stunned at how strong Ashley was. He had a hard time believing it, but she overpowered him as she wrestled him to the ground.

The two rolled around for a minute and Jessie grew even more embarrassed as his skirt kept flipping up around his back.

"Aha, those panties look mighty sexy Jess!" Ashley teased as she pinned Jessie down on his back holding his arms to the ground.

"It's up to you Jess. Do you want to wear a skirt?"

"I think I do...what do you think Jason will be wearing?" Jessie asked finding himself confused about skirts, dresses and pants. Would Jason be wearing a skirt too? Jason is a boy so he can't wear a skirt. Wait...I'm a boy too but I am going to wear a skirt? Jessie's mind clouded.

One thing that made him uncomfortable however was all the strange looks he would get from boys. Girls didn't even seem to notice him but the boys kept staring him down. They did seem friendly though so he didn't feel threatened.

"Looking good" "Like that suit on you" "Hey girls, looking fine today" where some of the remarks from the boys who passed.

Jessie began to feel very good about himself. He wasn't used to all the attention and he found it nice. His step had a little more bounce in it...his ass gained a little more wiggle when he walked. He found that he enjoyed the attention.

"We had lunch and are just walking around and shopping a bit," Ashley replied when it struck her. Her brother didn't recognize Jessie! It made perfect sense! Jessie had changed so much in the last few weeks that he only looked like a pretty shadow of his former self. Jason was nervous because he was attracted to Jessie!

"Ok, I was wrong I guess. Thanks for letting me borrow one of your dresses Ashley."

Jessie gave her a big hug. He was so lucky to have such a great friend.

"Damn you are sexy!" Ashley replied as she reached under his dress and pinched his ass.

"Hey! Stop that!" Jessie yelled embarrassed and a little surprised at how easy it was for her to reach up under his skirt.

"My boob...you hit my boob...and it hurt," Jessie complained once again. He didn't know why he had to repeat himself...it was pretty apparent that she had hit his breast.

"I really didn't mean to hit your breast...I know how much that hurts," Ashley apologized. She was amazed at how he suddenly was aware that he had breasts but didn't realize that boys don't have breasts.

"I know it was an accident. I was trying to take it easy on you cause you're a girl and I'm a guy but dang you don't fight fair!" Jessie said sarcastically.

"Well maybe I'm not used to the boy's I fight having boobs that get in the way," Ashley responded pushing the envelope a little.

"So what do you want to do?" Jessie asked. He felt a little uncomfortable being in the same room with such a pretty girl. He always thought of himself as the man but his nerves were getting the better of him.

"Well I think I should give you a makeover," Ashley replied as she pulled out her makeup box.

"A makeover? What do you mean?"

"Well you have to trust me ok? I want to have some fun with you."

As he looked at himself he remembered at how difficult it was to run earlier. Holy Moly! His ass was huge! He turned and twisted to get a better look, but whichever angle he had ended with, the same result. He had a big butt! Since when did he look like a pear? Hmmm, no wait...it wasn't a pear, he thought. His body reminded him of something else. That's it! An hourglass. He looked more like an hourglass in shape. How odd...he never thought of himself in that way!

He continued to stare, knowing in his gut that something was wrong. He knew that he looked different somehow, but he couldn't make sense of it. Was it his swollen chest? That might be it, but that was only a temporary problem, right? Sure his proportions had changed, but he really didn't have an issue with it, did he? This was getting frustrating. It was like knowing the answer to something and having it on the tip of your tongue, but not being able to remember it.

"Wow Jessie, you were such a brave girl! Your earrings look incredible too!"

"Thanks Ashley and I'm sorry for being such a cry baby."

"It's quite alright. First piercings are always rough. You were a brave girl!"

As Ashley paid for the earrings Jessie wandered out of the store in deep thought. Something wasn't right, but he just couldn't place his finger on it. What could it be? He was picking his brain trying to figure out where this deep rooted uncomfortableness came from, when suddenly... WHACK!

In Jessie's clouded head, he assumed that all these men who were looking him up and down were trying to size him up to kick his ass, since he was with such a pretty girl - a pretty girl they wanted for themselves.

"What are you talking about? I just want to chat with you a bit, if that's cool," the boy explained.

"Really? Yeah, that's cool. I'm surprised you aren't like the rest of the guys in here. They keep looking me up and down like they want to kick my ass or something," Jessie expressed.

"Well, I'm sure they want to do something to you, but you can rest assured that it's not kicking your ass. I apologize for my gender...men can be dogs a lot of the time. I'm Scott by the way."

Suddenly a male model was called on the beach to do a take with one of the female models. Jessie's attention unknowingly switched focus from the girl on the beach to the male model. "Wow! That guy must have worked out tons to get that body!" he thought. As he watched the two partake in the photo session Jessie found himself observing an awful lot of the man. Look at those biceps and those abs…he felt himself getting a little flush. As Jessie continued to stare he found himself getting more and more aroused by the sight. His pretty painted hands found their way back to his chest and he began playing with his nipples. Whoa! Something about this felt very right indeed! He continued to caress his breasts as he stared down the male model. Look at how strong he is… amazing smile… what an ass!!!

She was right. Ashley knew what she was talking about from her past experiences. If he was going to get better he would have to follow the same path as she.

"Yeah, I agree with you Ashley. I don't look dumb though do I?" Jessie asked being a little self conscious.

"You look fantastic babe. Why don't you put your shirt back on and see how you like it?"

Jessie put his t-shirt back on and looked down at his shirt. It was a little odd because he could see the two distinct bumps pushing out through his shirt very clearly now. They were perfectly formed and protruded slightly. Something in the back of his head told him that there was something not quite right about this but he couldn't place it. "It's probably nothing," he thought.

"What the hell are you wearing?!?" Jason asked in a standoffish, shocked way. His best buddy was fully clad in a girl's leotard and tights with his hair braided and tied with a frilly scrunchie.

"It's my new workout outfit...pretty cool huh? My mom could tell your mom where she bought it if you want one too," Jessie generously offered his friend.

"No way wierdo! You look like a freakin' girl dude! Are you going gay or what? I mean look at your hair! Did you flippin' pad your chest too, you homo?"

"No Jason...I...ummm," Jessie felt the tears begin to well up. He couldn't understand why his friend was being so mean.

Ashley reached out and grabbed Jessie's nipples and twisted them hard. She was a bit taken aback as she found his nipples to be larger and easier to grab than she had expected them to be.

"OOOWWWWWW!!!!" Jessie screamed at the top of his lungs. He buckled over in pain as he eyes immediately filled with tears. "That freaking hurt!!!" He yelled as he rubbed his aching chest and wiped away the tears as they flowed from his eyes.

"Dang, are you faking it Jessie? I didn't twist them that hard." Ashley wasn't sure what to think of his extreme reaction.

"No I'm not faking it! I told you that my chest has been super sensitive. That really hurt!"

Swoosh! The ball went through the net.

“Awesome!” Jessie proclaimed as he jumped up in down in almost a cheerleader-like fashion.

The boys finished up with Jason winning by one. He was pumped and raised his hands in victory.

“Good job!” Jessie stated as he gave Jason a kiss on the cheek. Wow! Where did that come from? It was almost second nature for him. In any case, Jason seemed to like it as his face turned red from blushing.