Paul a walked up to the front of the store in a work uniform that included a red shirt, black skirt and hose along with black sneakers. Paul a always felt sorry for Becky for being born female yet being large enough that one would expect the word Good Year Blimp across her chest, while he was born male and looked lovely as a girl. "Would you help Brandon shop?" Becky asked. "He broke his leg on the ski slopes over Christmas and weve help him shop while he wait to get of his crotches. "Sure.

Ever since the age of five, Paul knew he was different. While the other boys were playing cops and robbers and cowboys and Indians; Paul was busy with the girls playing tea party and dress up. As time went buy and Missy and Gloria started developing in ways that he did, Paul started using breast forms until his parents caved in and let him start up on hormones. That brings us up to today. When Paul became Paula, she made in the family.

A story of fiction from my imagination Paul came into work Sunday in her usual uniform that included a red tee shirt, black skirt, sneaker and pantyhose. With Sunday being the janitor day off, he clocked in and started doing his normal Sunday routine in helping keep the store clean. He gathered a series of garbage bags from behind the counter and after removing one trash bag, he bent over to start lining it with a fresh one. It was then that the store manager came out and saw Paul. "Nice pair of legs." He joked with a smile.