“Hello Randy,” said a voice. Irene’s voice. “Or should I say Stacey? Because that’s your name, now that you’re a girl.”

She wasn’t there, but he was hearing her voice in his head!

“Take off your panties Stacey” she said. His hands went down, and pulled off the panties. Then he put his hands over his large breasts, feeling their weight. He looked down again, over his generous breasts, and down to the mound of pubic hair. There was nothing sticking out below it, as there should have been. He reached down to touch himself in the genitals, and his worst fears were confirmed. There was nothing there anymore. It was all gone. He *was* a girl now.