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Part Two

We rushed up to the attic. As soon as we came in, the game opened up by itself. We nearly freaked out.

“ HURRY UP YOU TWO. TIME IS GOING QUICK, AND YOU DO NOT HAVE TIME. LOOK AT YOUR SISTER. SHE IS ENJOYING BEING A DOG AND IS FORGETTING HOW TO BE A HUMAN. SHE DOES NOT EVEN WANT TO COME UP HER. AS FOR YOU TAYLOR, YOU ARE FINDING WHAT HAS BEEN HIDDEN INSIDE YOU FOR YEARS. YOU ARE ASKING YOURSELF- WHY DO YOU LIKE WEARING THESE SISSY CLOTHES? IS IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE YOUR SISTER OR IS IT BECAUSE YOU LOVE WHAT YOU ARE WEARING? FOR THE NEXT CHALLENGE, YOU WILL KNOW YOURSELF WHEN YOU HAVE TO COME UP TO ME AGAIN.”

This time, it was like a hurricane hit the room. We were flying through the air. I wished I was a cat then I would land on my legs. I was stuck in a corner when I seen a pink lightning bolt. It hit Taylor in his stomach. He laid on the floor

 

I ran up to him and licked his face. His eyes were closed and he didn’t move. I tried shaking him, but he didn’t move.

“ Taylor wake up. Don’t die on me. Wake up. I need you. Not just to be normal again. I need my twin brother. Please Taylor, wake up”

 

Taylor didn’t move.

 

I went over to the game. Merlin was gone. I started growling and saying how could he do this to Taylor? But he was gone. The game was dead without the usual glow. Then I heard a voice behind me asking what is wrong?

It was Taylor. He was alive. I started to wag my tail and lick him all over.

“ What did Merlin say we had to do?” he asked

“ Woof grrr… I mean he told us we would know when its time to come up to him again.”

“ Great. At least I don’t have to wear make up or anything weird. Maybe he is giving us a free day”

“ Grr”

“ Sandra, you have to think about speaking and not dog language.”

“ I can’t help it. When I just speak it just comes out like that.”

“ Then the last thing we need is a day off. We should come here tomorrow.

 

Taylor took me out for a walk. I was now thinking about life as a dog. It was great to be honest. You can nap around all day and I loved dog food. The only thing I hated was that Taylor had to take me outside and then I would have a leash on. He was so slow that the leash kept holding me back. I know at the start we would walk side by side and talk when no one was there, but now I just wanted to explore every bush and see what the different smells were.

 

That night I slept in my basket, dreaming about the best dog food that I could eat. The next day I saw Taylor crying. Every day he was becoming more and more like a girl. He was running around his bed trying to change it. I asked what all the fuss was. He said that he wet the bed, and this is the first time that he did it since he was a baby. I thought of saying to him that he was a baby, but decided that I should be kind. I explained it was probably the stress over this game, and he just wet his bed. He seemed to calm down about this and accepted that this could be the case.

 

Later that day I walked down to the sitting room. I tried to sit on the seat but mum whooshed me off. She obviously didn’t want my hair on the sofa.

“ Mum” Taylor said

“ Yes darling”

“ I was thinking if I could be allowed to start at something. Something that I always wanted to do”

“ What is it sweetie?”

“ I am afraid you will be mad and not like what I want to do”

“ Well I don’t know if you don’t tell me.”

“ Its b-b-ballet. Please Mum; I really want to do it. “

“ You do know that Madame Natasha’s school makes everyone wear tights and leotards. Its not just shorts and a t-shirt. Madam Natasha is also in the next town”

“ I know. I don’t mind.”

“ I will think about it and we can talk about it later”

 

Taylor ran and I ran up to the attack. The piece did not move yet.

Then we went down to his room.

“ Taylor, why do you want to start doing Ballet?”

“ I thought that it would help us get to the next box in the game”

“ Are you sure that is not just an excuse”

“ No. I feel embarrassed about what I feel. But since I tried being a small bit of a girl, its just like the game gives me an excuse. I should feel ashamed, but I feel so happy about playing as a girl. I am not a girl. Its just fun pretending. Maybe I just want to try ballet. Maybe I will like it”

“ I think you might be a bit too old”

“ I don’t care. I just want to try it. I feel sorry that you are a dog. I will finish this game. But its not just for your sake, its also for my sake.”

“ Being a dog is actually woof. I mean woof. Its fun. I just don’t want to turn into a dog. But please can I have that good dog food and not the boring old cheap one”

“ Ok, come on”

 

Mum came in just as I was eating. There are no table manners when you’re a dog. You tend to forget them. Mum asked Taylor who he was talking to, and then walked in. I nearly choked on my food.

“ I thought about ballet. Are you sure you don’t want to tell me about how you are changing lately. Is it some dare or some game?”

“ It- it doesn’t matter. Can I start?”

“ I thought about it. The problem is that you will be teased for going to ballet in those clothes. So I thought that you could go and pretend that you are a girl”

“A girl?”

“ Yes. Then you won’t be teased. Your hair is long enough and you have a girlish body and face. No one will notice you’re a boy”

“ But they will see my wiener under the boys clothes.”

“ I don’t want to insult you. But you were not blessed with a big wiener. They would never notice. What do you say, do you want to go as a girl?”

“ I suppose if that’s what you think its best”

“ I talked with Madam Natasha, and said you would be starting tomorrow. We have to do your hair and you can use some of those clothes I bought you”

 

We were just about to sleep. I could see that Taylor was not smiling when Mum was telling him. I couldn’t believe that he said yes to it. But afterwards, I saw that he was smiling. He was looking forward to being a girl. It was just a game for him over the summer holidays, but this game was dangerous. It was changing him, and it was changing me. I no longer dreamed about Steve, this boy I fancied. I dreamt about dog’s things. Every day I was forgetting more and more like what it was being a girl. It freaked me out when we were no longer afraid of Jumissy, but accepting our new fates. We were actually beginning to like who we were.

 

The next morning, Taylor was crying again. He wet his bed again. The poor baby. This was now the second day in the roll. Deep down I thought he was no a bed wetter. This must have made him so sad. One thing since this game started, I have started understanding and feeling sorry for Taylor. If this happened before, I would have such a fun time teasing him. But now I was the opposite. Maybe it was because sometimes I forgot that he is not my master. He is my brother. Now I didn’t tease or give him a bad time. In some ways he is my master.

 

Mum came in and didn’t really say anything about the wet sheets. She told him to sit on the bed. She gave him some new panties on. They were nice sweet ones that had these cute little bears on them, with two ribbons towards the sides.

“ Oh Mum, they look so pretty. You can hardly see that I am a boy”

“ I don’t think anyone thinks you’re a boy anymore.”

Then she put on some white tights. I nearly laughed, because I could hear Taylor moan as they were pulled up,

“ You really like the tights now.” Mum noticed

“ Yes, I like the way they feel and my legs and how they look. I think they are so nice on me.”

“ They make your legs look a bit more girlish?”

“ You think so?”

“ I don’t think you look like a boy with them or without them.”

I couldn’t believe that Mum was saying that he looked like a girl, and that Taylor did not get mad. The next thing that he wore was this black leotard. It looked so snug on him. I thought he would really fool everyone with a tutu on his. He would look like a little ballerina.

“ Oh Mum, it’s so beautiful. The only problem is that I don’t have any boobs.”

“ Actually you do. I never noticed the lumps you had there before”

Taylor felt his breasts. They were not the size that I had, but they were noticeable. It must have been when the pink lightning was in the attic. I looked even closer. They did look like little boobs.

Mum started explaining that he could wear the leotard to ballet and say he will take a shower when he comes home. Then she showed him what he would be wearing. It was a summer dress that was white and had some small flowers around the neck and waist. It looked so pretty on him, and I could see that he liked the dress.

“ Mum, it’s so pretty. The dress just sits on me and I forget who I am. I really feel like a princess.”

 A 5-year-old princess I thought.

The last thing Mum did was put his hair in a ponytail. Taylor looked in the mirror. He said nothing. I could see a tear run down his eyes and he gave Mum a hug.

 

On his way to the ballet, Mum told him that he knew he was wetting his bed. She said that he should wear diapers. Taylor must have looked sad, but he smiled when Mum said many girls have the same problem. She told him that men would be fixing up his room today, and he hopes he liked it.

She also said she noticed that he called the dog my name. She wasn’t mad because he called the dog the same name as his sister. In fact sometimes she thought herself the dog (me) had some of his sisters personality. So they decided they will call me Sandra.

When Taylor was walking into the ballet class, he was afraid that someone would see that he was a boy. It was hard for him to put one foot before the other foot. Then one of the other girls came up to him and asked if he was the new girl here. She started to talk about everything, as they were good mates. She even said that she would help him fix his hair. “Its about time you don’t have little girl hair anymore.” Then she decided that she wouldn’t, as Taylor looked very cute and that they would be the best of friends. She knew they would. Taylor felt happy because that girl thought he was a girl. As he went in, he seen the other girls change when he was there. If they thought he was a boy, they would never do it.

The dancing class itself went good. I wished I could see him in his tutu and see the other girls that  thought he was a girl. Ballet was more hard work than he imagined, but he managed to get through it.

 

When he came home, he was shocked. His room was totally pink now and it had little baby drawings all over it. Mum explained that it was so that he would be able to experience what a little girl experiences. This made him calm down and Mum laid him down on the bed and started putting a diaper on him.

She explained that it was now a girl and this new room is her way of supporting him. I couldn’t believe that Taylor just lied there and let his mother change his room into a nursery. There was that big huge crib, that pink colour, a changing table. Just the fact that he accepted a crib showed that he was now totally in a world of his own. A world that Jumissy has created. It was now more than some stupid challenges. It was now changing us to what many of our friends would see as freaks.

My Aunt came it. The room shocked her.

“ What are you doing, you have changed his room into a babies room. A girls room.” She said

“ Listen, I told you Taylor has gone through some changes. Just like when we went through some changes. We should try and support him”

“ I am sure that if social services seen this, they would think different. You can end up loosing your son”

“ I will support my children, not like when we were not supported.”

Mum had the last word, but I was confused about something’s they said. I mean what support did they not get?

 

The next morning I woke up to some music. I couldn’t understand some words. For the purpose of writing, I would like you to remember that I was understanding less and less of the English language and many times I spoke half dog language and half human. So its not confusing, I will not write woof in every second word, because you don’t understand dog language. Please remember this.

Taylor was in his crib. I woke up wanting to go and find a nice bush I could use as a toilet. My master, I mean Taylor was in the crib. He started crying because he couldn’t get out. I tried telling him to calm down, but he doesn’t understand dog language. Then He found a dummy and started sucking on it and then he calmed down.

Mum came in and let me out to pee. She didn’t even put me on a leash. She must have known

I heard him say to Mum, “ I never slept so well. I wet but I am dry. I think wearing these diapers are embarrassing but no one knows. When I get used to them, I wont need this stupid crib. But I slept so well. I dreamt that I was a princess. I dreamt that Eddie would marry me. Mum am I a girl or a sissy gay?”

“ What do you feel in your heart?”

“ Like a girl”

“ Its brave to say that. Many mothers would rush you off to a shrink, but I support you. You are what you feel. Your body is just like a prison that stops you. Here lets get your panties and tights and your boy clothes on you. Its important that you take this change slow.”

 

Mum went. I ate. Then I told Taylor we should go up to the game and get it finished with. Taylor looked away. I said it again trying to speak so he could understand me. Taylor sat down and said, “ I don’t want to play. I am so happy for things the way they are. I don’t want to go back or anything like that. Mum thinks I am a girl. I can do ballet. I have friends there that think I am a girl. I have never been so happy. No way will I play that game. I know this means you will be a dog. But I will always take care of you”

I could have bit his leg off.

 

Nothing much happened that day, except I kept asking him to come up to Jumissy. He said no and no and no. I was getting worried.

All afternoon I just lied in my basket. He wanted to play fetch with me and brush my hair. I just told him to go away.

It worked; at last he said we could go up to the attic.

 

When we got there, the game lit up. We saw the game piece move two places. This surprised us. Merlin showed his face, and for some reason I growled.

“ WELCOME BACK. I CAN SEE THAT YOU WERE IN DOUBT IF YOU WANTED TO COME BACK. I SEE THAT YOUR SISTER IS MORE AND MORE OF A DOG. SHE CANNOT UNDERSTAND EVERYTHING WE SAY AND WE CANNOT UNDERSTAND HER. SHE NO LONGER FANCIES BOYS. AND YOU TAYLOR. I APOLOGIZE FOR THE LIGHTENING THE LAST TIME. YOU PROBABLY HAVE SEEN YOU HAVE LITTLE BREASTS. THEY WILL NOT GROW ANY MORE. YOU WILL ALSO NOTICE THAT YOUR PENIS IS GETTING SMALLER. IT SHOULD MAKE THINGS EASIER FOR YOU. YOU HAVE ALREADY STARTED WETTING YOURSELF. THIS WAS THE NEXT CHALLENGE TO BE A BABY GIRL. THANK GOODNESS YOUR MOTHER UNDERSTANDS. YOU HAVE STARTED BALLET AND THIS WAS A FUTURE CHALLENGE, SO THAT’S WHY THE PIECE MOVED AGAIN. TIME IS GOING. YOU BOTH ARE CHANGING.

THE NEXT CHALLENGE IS SIMPLE. YOU ARE NO LONGER TO WEAR BOYS T-SHIRTS OR TOPS. YOU ARE TO WEAR GIRLS TOPS. BE IT TUBE TOPS OR T-SHIRTS OR THINGS LIKE THAT. YOU EVEN HAVE TO WEAR THESE OUTSIDE. YOU ARE ALSO TO LET YOUR HAIR GROW AND GET YOUR EARS PIERCED. MAYBE WE WILL SEE EACH OTHER AGAIN.”

 

This was just great. Now he had to get rid of his t-shirts. I doubt that Taylor would mind that. Merlin and Mum were brainwashing him. I was not so sure about the earrings. Being a girl is Ok during the summer holidays, but people will notice his earrings when he started school.

The rest of the day went like it went the day before. Taylor was turned into a sissy boy to a baby girl.

The next morning I woke up by a lot of noise. It was Mum and Taylor changing his clothes again. In went the girl t-shirts and blouses and what not and out went his old clothes. Mum said she was so happy that he is doing this. She said she was sure that his sister would be grateful. I was confused about this. She said that she was also happy about the earrings and we can get Aunty to do them this morning. Great I was to be home alone again.

 

Taylor went out with Mum once again. He was wearing a pink t-shirt with jeans. Of course he was wearing his panties and tights under. He must have been very warm because it was summer.

Taylor was aware that many people were looking at him. They must have thought was a boy or a girl. With long hair and a pink t-shirt, it must be a girl. But something is just not right. Taylor’s face was aware that he was confusing some people. For a second his old self was restored as if he remembered he was a boy, and he was walking through the mall looking like a sissy. He clanged to Mums hands.

Auntie fixed his hair once again. She made it curl a bit at the ends a bit more than the last time. She also cut the hair in the front. It was definitely a girl’s haircut.

After that she took out this little hole machine. Taylor looked like he was going to be executed. There were tears coming down his eyes and he was praying that there would be no pain. Before he knew it, it was over. He had two studs in his ears. Taylor looked in the mirror and gasped. He no longer looked anything like a boy. He looked like a 6-year-old girl.

“ Mum, look at me. The new hair and earrings makes me look like your daughter. I look so much like a girl. They look so pretty and I really like my hair”

My aunt gave him a hug and say he was their little princess. She was happy that he was finding out who he was and she would try to help him the best she could.

 

On his way out of the mall, Mum asked him to wait in while she went in to the bank. Taylor was standing there. He got many smiles from old grannies.

Then Eddie started talking to Taylor. You remember him; he was the weird kid that thought that Taylor looked cute.

“ Is that you Taylor?”

“ Oh Hi Eddie”

“ You look different. What’s with your hair?”

“ Letting it grow for the summer”

“ I thought you were a girl. I was like wow, that girl is hot. Then I seen it was you”

Taylor was about to blush or ask him did he fancy him, Even though he knew Taylor was a boy. But Mum ruined it all and made Taylor blush even more when she asked was he talking to his boyfriend. Taylor was silent, and Eddie laughed, saying that Taylor could be anyone’s girlfriend. Taylor looked confused, what did Eddie mean by that?

 

This obvious upset Taylor. My problem was that I was beginning to understand less and less of what he was saying. I did understand that he was confused. He liked the way he felt. He thought he could be a girl. He was happy that Eddie didn’t tease him. But he was confused to what he was and what he was becoming.

He came to me and started talking. I didn’t understand what he was saying. It sounded like mumble jumbo to me. He kept on telling me to do something, so I just licked his face to let him know I liked him and it was time for me to go for a walk as well.

I was so happy; my tail could have wagged off when he put the leash on me. I was so happy. My master was taking me for a walk.

 

I was confused when he led me to the attic. Then we could see Jumissy. Images of me as a human girl went through my head and images about Merlin and everything that happened. I remembered now that my sweet master girl was not a girl, she was my brother. I mean he was my brother.

Merlin showed his face again. “WELCOME BACK. TIME IS RUNNING OUT. YOUR SISTER IS BECOMING MORE AND MORE A DOG. SHE HARDLY UNDERSTANDS YOU AT THE MOMENT. THE ONLY REASON SHE CAN UNDERSTAND ME IS THAT SHE HEARS ME AS A DOG. AS FOR YOU. YOU ARE CONFUSED. YOU DO NOT KNOW IF YOU ARE A GIRL OR A BOY. EVERYONE ELSE SEES YOU AS A GIRL. IF THEY ONLY KNOWN THE SISSY THAT YOU REALLY ARE BECOMING. YOU HAVE 3 BOXES LEFT. YOUR NEXT JOB IS TO GET RID OF ALL YOUR BOY TOYS AND REPLACE THEM WITH GIRLS TOYS. NOW THIS IS AN EASY ONE, DON’T YOU THINK?”

 

This upset Taylor. He did not want to throw out his old toys. They were put in a corner when his room was made to a nursery.

 

That afternoon, we went out for a walk. When we came to the park, Taylor let me run free. I loved running free, the air nearly cleansed my fur.

Then I stopped all of a sudden. My heart was beating so quickly. There was a dog standing by me

“ Wow, you are a cute bitch,” he said

“ Don’t call me that” Then I remembered I was.

“ Its just that you are so pretty”

“ Think you. You are not bad yourself”

Then the strange dog started licking me with his tongue. My heart was going funny and I felt so strange inside. Was this love? He was just kissing me and telling me how pretty I was. I was in doggie's heaven.

Then I heard Taylor’s voice. I pulled back and explained it was my master. Then I had to explain to the dog that my master was not a girl. He was actually a boy being a girl. The strange dog thought this was very strange, and said that humans are very weird. Then I remembered who I really was, and what Jumissy is. I felt like vomiting. I just let a dog kiss me. I ran away while he called when would we see each other again.

What was happening to me? I just let a dog kiss me. I was forgetting who I was. The worse thing was that I thought a dog was cute.

 

When we came home I expected Taylor to say something. He did not. Then I expected him to say something when his diaper was on. I did see him look towards the box of his toys. He said nothing

When he was put in his crib I went up to him and barked. I could no longer speak. So I hoped he knew what I was saying. I knew he didn’t so I called him a baby sissy, and it cant be right that he wants to stay like this for the rest of his life.

“Stop barking,” he commanded, “ I know I should have spoken to Mum about the toys. But things are going to fast. I mean I like girl’s clothes and I love ballet. I love how I look. But he is asking me to throw what was left of me out. It’s just going to fast. I want to decide by myself. The only problem is that Mum already thinks I’m a sissy. So does Eddie. What will happen when school starts again? The longer I take the more of a dog you become. I am starting to miss my sister.”

 

Maybe I was a dog, but he was a chicken. He fell asleep as he was sucking his pacifier. I paced back and forth. I had to do something before the dog part erased what was left of me.

I walked down to Mum, who was sitting talking to Aunty. I was shocked. Mum was eating biscuits. My biscuits. Dog biscuits. I walked a bit funny, thinking that I wanted to faint at the sight of mum eating dog biscuits. How gross.

“ Sandra can’t sleep.” Said my aunt

“ I know. I wonder if she is fully a dog yet”

“ I think she is. She can’t speak and I doubt she can understand us.”

“ We now know that they found Jumissy. I thought that you hid it.”

“  I did. I hid it in my attic. I didn’t think that you would be coming to live here. When you did, I forgot all about it in the attic”

“ I feel so bad. Look at Taylor. He is a sissy and gone back to being a baby. Look at Sandra there. She is a dog. I miss her. It breaks my heart. I have tried helping them by supporting them by letting them get over these challenges as soon as possible. It breaks my heart.”

“ I think Taylor likes what he is going through. Did you see him smile when I did his hair and earrings?”

“ Yes, it reminded me of you,” My mum said

“ And what about me. Jumissy was the best thing that ever happened to me. You may have lost a brother, but you gained a sister. That was back in the days when it was very controversial. Now we respect transgender children”

“ I know. I just want my children to be happy. To be normal.”

“What is normal today? How far do you think they have come?”

“Remember the times when we threw your boy toys out? I think they have come this far. But Taylor would never do this.”

“ Then he needs some help, and we should burn the game after they get through it”

 

I closed my eyes. Aunty was Mums brother and they tried Jumissy when they were children. That explained why Mum was eating biscuits and Aunty was such a Barbie aunt. That explained why the game was in the house.

I wanted to tell Taylor, but he would nut understand me. It was so important that he knew Mum knew and she was so worried, that she was crying.

Then I thought about what if Taylor accepted himself as a girl. Maybe he was always more a girl then a boy. What if I lost him forever? I would gain a sister. But then I would miss my brother. On top of that I would have to get married to some strange dog. I had to try to get my head together and let Taylor know what makes him happy and that I can be a girl once again. This even though I was starting to love being a dog.

 

The next morning we woke up. Taylor was getting his pampers changed to panties and tights. Mum said that he could keep his nightdress on since it was the weekend.

We were on our way down to breakfast, where we heard Merlin’s voice. He wanted us to come up to him. Taylor was confused; we have not even done the toys yet. Maybe Merlin was letting him off with it.

That made Taylor a bit more afraid. What would happen so? Maybe he would loose whatever boy’s parts he had left. . It wouldn’t make such a difference, as they were very small. But for Taylor, it was the only thing that he had left. We were starting to walk away when Taylor started to scream.

His hands starting stretching outwards and then his arms followed. He looked like the plastic man. Or plastic sissy. Soon his own body was stretching and going around in a whirlwind and I seen him go up through the wall. Then it was my turn. I started stretching and barking did not make it stop. There was no pain. I just felt dizzy as I could feel my body swirl around and go through the ceiling.

Jumissy was open and the pieces where in the same place. I started to whimper, as I thought that this meant that time was out. Oh well, I could get married to the kissing dog. I could have his 30 puppies. I am sure in time I would forget everything.

“ YOU SHOULDN’T BE HERE AT THE MOMENT. YOU STILL HAVE YOUR BOYS TOYS. BUT THIS IS A FREE MOVE. IN OTHER WORDS YOU HAVE TO DO TWO THINGS AT ONCE. YOU STILL HAVE TO GET RID OF YOUR BOYS TOYS, BUT YOU HAVE TO DO SOMETHING MORE. YOU HAVE TO WEAR DRESSES AT HOME ALL THE TIME. THIS CAN BE A DRESS OR SKIRT. IT IS UP TO YOU”

Merlin left. I expected Taylor to look sad, but he said he knew where he could find the clothes.

 

We rushed down to where Mum bought the clothes earlier. Remember the childish clothes I wouldn’t be seen dead in. However Taylor found them and picked a red satin one that he wants that was fluffy in the arms and in a bow in the back. It was like Christmas Eve for him as he said is this not pretty. It’s good that he no longer understood me.

He must have been there for ages, as he went through all the dresses and picked what he thought was cute and what he thought was not cute. It was obvious that he didn’t think like a girl yet. More likely, he was thinking like a little girl.

 

After he pit the dress on, he started swirling around when he seen himself in a dress. He was shouting, “ look at me, I look like a princess”. I must agree he did. He no longer looked anything like a boy.

We walked down to the sitting room. In the middle of the floor there was a dollhouse. Taylor ran up to it and knelt down. He started looking at the small dolls inside of it and the furniture and re-arranged everything. I never seen him smile so much and it seemed like he was gleaming. Then it hit me. He was a girl in a boy’s body. It wasn’t Jumissy fault. He used to adore Aunties clothes before and hated playing boy clothes. Maybe Jumissy gave us our deeper wishes. No that couldn’t be true. I never ever wanted to be a dog.

“ You like the doll house” Aunty said

“ Yes, its so beautiful. I didn’t know dollhouses could be so fun. You can play Mum and dad and then decide how their house looks. It’s so fun. Has so much time gone? Wow. Who would have known if so much time would go with just a toy? I wonder if.. I wonder.. Its just that-“

“ What is it, Taylor. You can tell us.” Mum said

“ Its embarrassing. I am a girl. I mean I am a boy. What I want now is something that …

“ Taylor, you are sitting here playing with a dolls house in a dress, tell me how worse it can be.”

“ I want to get rid of my old toys and have girls toys. I know that sounds strange.”

“Darling. You can have Sandra’s old toys. I think she will be interested in other things. Lets straight away and get your old things moved and Sandra’s things moved in. I am also thinking about your clothes. Its about time that you have all girl clothes.”

 

Taylor was smiling now. It was so good that Mum and Aunty were understanding. It saved him the further humiliation of asking. Of course he didn’t know the true reason why, and it was good that I was able to understand most of what they said. But I couldn’t tell him. Sometimes I understood what was being said, but I could no longer talk so anyone could understand me.

The next few days were Taylor being a girl, and playing with girl things. He never went outside. But it would also be the same. He would get up in the morning and put something pretty on. Then he would help mum or Aunty do the housework. Then he would play with the toys.

He totally forgot about Jumissy. He was happy that he was now a girl. I couldn’t remind him about the game, as he couldn’t understand a word I said. To be honest, I was no longer thinking that much about it. I was convincing myself that I should be getting used to being a dog.

 

A few days after, after he came back from ballet, he was wearing this white party dress with a pink bow in the back. He was grooming me and putting ribbons in my fur making me look like an old woman’s dog. Eddie was suddenly standing at the bedroom door. Taylor smiled and said welcome and just remembered how he looked. He blushed again. It was so cute. Eddie was the first that broke the silence,

“ Taylor, what.. I mean.. Why.. Taylor looks at you.”

“ What about me?”

“ You have a dress on. “

“ Oh yea. I know that”

“ You are a sissy and why is there a crib in your room and it’s a girls room”

“ Its just that I now like being a girl. I am a girl for the summer and the crib is so I don’t fall out of bed”

“ I don’t believe this. My best friend is a sissy. I knew there was something strange about you when I seen you in the mall. You are a sissy.”

“ No I feel and look like a girl. You see we are playing this game where Sandra has to be a dog and I have to be a girl”

“ Yeah right. Like I am to believe that”

 

Taylor did something that shocked me. He took us up to Jumissy. Eddie looked at the game and thought it was cool. Then Taylor opened it. Everything was so silent. Merlin Didn’t say a word. We knew that Taylor done what he was demanded to. We also knew that we done everything Merlin told us to do. But the game was dead.

Eddie laughed and said that he knew it was for fun.  Listen Taylor. I think you are a very pretty girl. You are so pretty that I want to ask if you would be my girl friend?”

Taylor said that he must have been joking. Eddie said that it was true. Taylor tried to be diplomatic and said he would think about it. It was obvious that Taylor was confused. First Edie calls him baby and sissy and teases, and then Eddie falls in love with him.

 

After Eddie went, we went up to the attic again. This time Merlin was there waiting. “ I AM SORRY I COULDN’T APPEAR WHEN YOUR BOYFRIEND WAS HERE. YOU NEARLY HAVE FINISHED THE GAME. YOU ONLY HAVE ONE THING TO DO. YOU HAVE TO WEAR GIRLS CLOTHES ALL THE TIME. INSIDE AND OUTSIDE. WHEN I AM SATISFIED YOU WILL KNOW.”

 

This was a short message. I could have guessed it myself. Taylor was walking around the house that night saying this would be embarrassing. He could never do it. Then he thought about it and said that he goes to ballet as a girl. There is no difference. He could also be a girl all the time now. He rang to Eddie and asked did they want to go for a walk tomorrow. Of course Eddie asked would he be a girl, and Taylor said yes. Eddie seemed excited on the telephone. Dog’s ears are very good and it was fun that I could hear everything. I didn’t understand everything but in understood Eddie saying I love you at the end. Was this a mistake or did he mean to say it?

 

The next day Taylor wore this pink and white summer dress. He had his hair in a ponytail where you could see his new butterfly earrings. We met Eddie in the park. It started by Eddie not believing that Taylor looked so much like a girl. They then walked through the park. No one seemed to notice them so this made Taylor calm down. At one stage they started holding hands. I thought they were so cute. I was of course on the lookout for the dog that I met that day. If I to remain a dog, I might as well find a dog that I fancied.

Before Taylor went home, Eddie kissed him slightly on the lips. Aww, it was so sweet. Then Eddie said that they were boy friend and girl friend

 

 

I felt strange the next morning I woke up. I was of course hungry and wanted some pedigree or something. Then I looked to see if Taylor was still sucking his pacifier and couldn’t get out of his crib. His crib was gone. In fact, his room was his old room.

Taylor also woke up and noticed he was in his boy’s pajamas. He went to find clothes and noticed they were boy’s clothes again.

Then He looked at me and told me I was no longer a dog. I was my self again. I was a girl again. I looked at the mirror and was so happy. Except my hair really needed to be brushed and I couldn’t get this urge not to go down and eat Pedigree.

 

Mum and Aunty have tried the same when they were children. My Aunty was really Mums brother. When the game finished for them, then Aunty decided to stay as a girl and got a sex change. Mum didn’t really like being a dog, but she loved dog biscuits. Wee had a long talk about the game and we better understood why they supported us. They would also support u if we what we wanted to be now

 

It was easy for me. I enjoyed being a dog, but no way did I want to continue being a dog. However I became a bit like Mum. Once in a while we would eat dog biscuits when seeing TV. Sometime when I seen a dog, I thought he was cute. But I never did kiss a dog.

 

Taylor decided that he wanted to be boy. He wanted to continue ballet, so he started with a ballet class that both had boys and girls. He also got one of his ears pierced and sometimes I think he wore panties. I am not sure about that. I am not sure if he was Eddie’s boyfriend or girlfriend. But I think they were

 

Finally one day Mum and Aunty was on the way outside with Jumissy. They have promised to each other that they would burn the game. Lucky enough we caught them just in time and said that they are not to burn the game

“ Maybe we want to play it again!”

 

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