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Punctuality (Part 2) — Description

"It always seems impossible until it's done." - Nelson Mandela
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Randell dreamed he went to the sorority house wearing a blouse, short skirt, and flats. They played music and he started dancing with the sorority girls and their guests. Something seemed different but he could not figure out what it was.
When Randell woke up on Tuesday, he noticed his hair was arranged in a girls' hairstyle. His face did not seem quite right so he applied some light makeup. It was not easily visible but it was enough. He put on a T-shirt, some blue jeans, and tennis shoes so he would not stand out.
His classes for Tuesday and Thursday were not quite so early so Randell had more time to sleep. Next was a science class. He reached it easily, While listening to the teacher talk about the laws of motion, the hair on his arms and legs started to itch. He would need to do something about it later but at the moment he needed to pay attention.
When class was done, he had lunch. The hair on his arms and legs had become thinner and sparser without him even doing anything. The final class was the strangest of all. He had a girls' gym class. It seemed unusual but it did not concern him very much. Stranger still, the girls in the class just accepted him, even when he went into the locker room and started changing.
Although less pronounced, Randell could still see the hair on his arms and legs. It embarrassed him. He wore the same outfit as his classmates. Although his breasts were small and his curves were indistinct, it did not seem to matter. They accepted him which made him feel good. That day they ran laps. Randell had trouble keeping up with the others but he tried his best.
After changing back into his regular clothes, he followed one of his classmates back to the dorm. The dorm looked different but he did not give it much thought. He had another dream about partying at the sorority house. Wednesday was another early day so he had to get ready quickly. Light makeup and some hair clips were all that was needed. This time he put on a bright yellow shirt and tan capris so he would not be quite so inconspicuous.
During English class, he answered some of the questions and seemed very knowledgeable about the story. His hair was neat and in place. Math was not quite so easy but he managed to hold his own. His breasts had grown but he did not mind. Actually he was pleased about it. Lunch, followed by homework, leisure activities, and night time reading had become his new routine.
Randell was tired so he did not do much dreaming. On Thursday morning all his body hair had disappeared. He could not explain it but he was ready for science class. Thoughts about going to the sorority the next day distracted him. It was difficult to concentrate but he kept at it. He had the whole weekend to worry about it.
Finally game gym class. By this point he, or she, was completely female. Her classmates called her Rhonda. Rhonda did not remember giving them her name but she did not think much about it. This time they were doing the long jump. Rhonda tried her best and ended up somewhere towards the bottom pack. She knew she was never going to be an athlete but it did not bother her.
Even though Rhonda had no classes on Friday, she got up even earlier than she did the other days. She could not wait to return to the sorority. She put on a pink shirt, gray short skirt, and light jacket because she wanted to look good. Before she could knock on the door or ring the bell, they opened the door. They were expecting her.
Evelyn asked how her week had gone and Rhonda eagerly told her all about it. All her classes were going well and she had not been late even once. Once again she was offered food and drink while the sorority girls went off to vote. Evelyn came back and told her she had been accepted into the sorority. Rhonda screamed with excitement. It was not the fastest acceptance ever but some things just take time.