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patriciapinktv · 19 days ago

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Things will only start to get better for you when you're finally yourself.

(This is it. The final chapter.)

"Hello, there. I've been waiting for you."

You couldn’t believe it. The woman in that caption was… “A.J.?”

“A.J.? Who’s A.J.?” You feel like she’s gaslighting you. She’s definitely A.J., but somehow she looks less… thicker to avoid offending her. She also looks older and seems to be more scarier than you think. (Wait, A.J. wore a mask! She doesn’t. She resembles A.J. and talks like A.J., but… I don’t think this is A.J. at all. Is this her sister?) Perhaps this woman was telling the truth, even though she comes off as a gaslighter.

“I apologize for the sudden surprise. I thought you were someone I knew. May I ask who you are, if you don’t mind?” Delighted at your response, the seductive woman tell you: “Hehehe, I like you, but it’s probably because you remind me of a patient I had in the real world. Perhaps that’s why you called me A.J. as well. Haha, what a coincidence! My name is also A.J., but I don’t resemble that A.J. you were thinking about. I don’t even know who that other A.J. is.” All of what’s she saying is throwing you off. Her name is A.J. and she resembles the A.J. you met, but this girl… this girl is not A.J. at all. She’s either A.J.’s alternative self or this girl is the actual A.J. However, there is also something that caught your attention more than the mysterious woman resembling A.J.: she mentioned a patient that resembles you.

You ask the woman about that thought. “Hey, I have a question if you don’t mind me asking. You mentioned somebody looking like me in the real world, right? But somehow, it confuses me because all of this feels real. If all of this isn’t real, then how is my real counterpart like? Most importantly, what is my end result?” A.J. sits down in her sofa and asks you to have a seat in your chair. “I’m going to try to make this very long story short, dear. Please, have a seat.”

Both of you sit down and take a deep breath as she tells you to release some stress out. “Well, now that we’re more relaxed, let’s talk some very important things. First off, your real world counterpart came out as transgender and had a difficult time trying to integrate with society due to anti-trans laws and sentiment. You reached the clinic for some help due to massive gender dysphoria and you became my patient. I made sure your transition would go as smooth as possible.” It feels relatable. Just before you transported here, you had a hard time dealing with being out as a girl after being kicked out from home. Your younger sister became your ally and comforted you after she accepted your identity, for which you cried so much, you fainted and ended up here. “Plus, you mentioned about dealing with “sissy” issues. I’m not sure what you meant by that.” (I- I mentioned to her about my fetish!?)

“Second, I gave you a list of transition tasks to complete in no order given, though it was recommended. I gave you a very low dose of HRT in order to alleviate your gender dysphoria.” (I actually took hormones?) “I had a feeling it was too much for you, so we stopped after the sixth step. But somehow, with this dream of yours, your real world counterpart also finished the list! It took over 3 years to finish, but that’s pretty common among trans women.” Some of this feels so alleviating, but it also leaves you with doubt. How much of this is actually true? Is she an actual therapist that got into your mindset or is she a creation of your deeper thoughts? Most important question of them all: is all of this actually real?

“Lastly, this is going to be more harder to condense in a few sentences, but… all of this that you’re experiencing…” You anticipate the answer and hope you can continue your journey. “You’re in a dream.” You freeze and stay silent. In a disappointed voice, you tell her “What?” “It’s true. What you just experienced is all, but a dream. Sweetie, none of this is real. You were able to experience all of your transition in a condensed form, but it’s only the final part of your dream that feels the closest to reality. That’s why when you took those pics and tried to send them to your friends, there was no way to send them… because they’re not real.” (Is that why I was not able to locate Melissa or anyone from B.U.S.T.?)

“In your dream, your mind created this lovely world. The organization called B.U.S.T. is inspired by your feminization fantasies. All of those friends of yours like Alexa and Melissa were products of desiring a friendship among girls. Those relationships with those guys and the kinky sex is really just you trying to suppress your submissive sexuality, but you’re not really attracted to men. You also had lots of transfeminine milestones that improved your experience and ease to pass in a quick manner…”

(“Honorable mention, you also had some fun and unique experiences with other girls that became your new besties. One of them was an Indian girl named Sonali who introduced you to feminine accessories and jewels. Another was a Russian girl named Anya who became your yoga bestie and dance trainer. She was a useful help for your body movements and dance moves for the club. Lastly was a Peruvian Latina goddess named Carmen and not only was she a makeup guru, but was also the one who helped you improve your fashion sense! I wish you could have explored more, but our fellow author and caption maker felt burned out and didn’t see those events fit with your timeline.” “Geez, thanks so much, Nikki. I wish I could have experienced more.”)*

“Most importantly, your dream created a very fluid and easy transition. It’s something a lot of trans women would desire to have in the real world, but it’s very difficult to do so. All of this easy process never happened because of previous identity struggles that hindered your transition. And yet, your result turned out better than what you expected.” A lot of this disappoints you, but there is some hope.

“See this list?” A.J. shows you a physical photo with a list. It’s the same one as the caption with A.J.! (But… the letters are vanishing!?) All that is left is a full picture of herself. “It means you have fulfilled your goal. Somehow, this dream of yours made it possible for you to finish all 10 steps, both in the dream world and in the real world. It may be a dream, but this can also happen in the real world.” You look back to the picture and you smile at how you made your wishes come true. All of a sudden, the picture starts to slowly fade away. “It.. it’s fading!” You look back to A.J. and ask, “Does this mean it’s about to be over?” You start to feel drowsy and take a seat. Meanwhile, A.J. slightly gets up her sofa and makes a pose to you. “Promise me you’ll transition in your world and I’ll spill the tea.” “Yes, I promise.” “You know why you smiled so much in that picture dear?” You take a look back to the pic and you see it’s vanishing even more, but you’re seeing a reflection looking back at you. “It’s because you are looking back at your future self. Believe it or not, I’m you from the future.”

Your heart starts to soar and beat fast. “I’m… I’m that sexy!? OMG, I’m… That means that I really turned into a woman in the real world!? I was looking at my future self all this time in the caption and didn’t realize it!?” A.J. blows a kiss at you and comments her final words: “Congrats on your transition, girl! You made it! We made it!” (Blows kiss) You feel flustered. Even though there’s no physical air blowing fast, it all feels like you’re experiencing fast winds. You look back at the physical picture out of blushing feelings and you notice… “It’s all blank now.” You turn back and you’re shocked and scared at what you just witnessed. “Sh- she’s gone! WTH is going on here?” You look back at the blank picture and you notice something even scarier.

“Th-that’s me… as a guy! WTF!? I… I’m not a guy! Not anymore! Wha-” You feel your world melt into dysphoria. You look at your body underneath and all of those feminine, busty features are gone. “What happened to my figure!?” Your surroundings get dark. You start to hear voices.

(“Give it up, dude. You’re a man.” “I can’t believe my boyfriend’s a sissy.” “No son of mines is a tr***y!” “Haha, big bro is a f*****!” “Stop playing dress-up, you creep!” “Your thing’s too small for a real girl.” “YWNBAW!”)

“PLEASE, STOP THE VOICES!!! I… I CAN’T!!!” You start to crouch down and cry. All of the transphobia you’re hearing outside is slowly eating you alive. You feel powerless and ask for help. “SOMEONE HELP ME!!!” You feel the voices get louder and closer to you, laughing and mocking you over how you look now. There’s no chance to make it here. It’s game over. There’s only one thing left to evade the worst, and you scream at the top of your lungs. You hope this will work and that you will get the last laugh. “PLEASE… WWAAAAKKKEE UUUPPPPP!!!”

“GASP!!!” You rapidly get up your bed and you feel your heart race with pressure after waking up from that nightmares. You take a breather. “I’m… I’m alive… wha- WTH was that dream all about?” That’s when it shocked you. “Wait, that was all a dream? But it felt so real.” You decide to look underneath and you see a guy. Not just any guy. You.

Welcome (back) to the real world.

“Was this dream… was this dream all… a bust?”

(Fin?)

A “thank you” note to my followers:

*So, I ended up breaking the fourth wall twice for this story. In this case, it’s because I was originally going to extend the story with a few more captions that would go along with them sometime between the Thanksgiving week and now. But due to creative purposes and time constraints, there was no way for me to fit all them. All in all, the end result is about 3 dozen captions and each of them having a story connected to the uploaded caption. Because of this, you’re going to be seeing a bunch of captions for the next few days of women with the similar brown skirt and black top combo. They’re extras of what could been part of the story, but have been turned into just another feminization caption.

This was my most ambitious project ever and I really thank all of you for giving me that support to continue. I felt like I was about to give up since making feminization stories is more time and mind consuming than I thought, but I’m glad it turned out better than I expected. I’m just happy to check this out of my feminization bucket list.

But as much I’m happy that this story is finally over, I still have one more thing I need to finish before leaving this with a potential cliffhanger: the epilogue.

Stay tuned.

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