One Hour 'Till Lunchtime!!!

T minus 1 hour!!! Totally stoked!!!

TGIF!!!

I so didn't want to wake up today -  then I remembered it was Friday and was meeting up with Olivia! (Hey girl!) So I got up and took a shower and decided to really go all out today with my looks, for her! Not much time this morning to write. Spent lots of time getting my face to look like this...

Pretty hot huh? Those earrings were randomly in my sock drawer this morning.
I hope they don't pull my ears off!!! I swear to god I hadn't seen them before today. Weird...

Off to work!!! So excited!

                                              

Magical Fail! and Vengeance on Me... Little Ole Me?

Oh this wonderful safe of mine. Looks normal, probably is. Waterproof. Fireproof. Magicproof... They sure didn't list that in the specs!!!

I went into the room off the garage and carefully opened it. I really can't remember what all is in here. What I saw blew me away... There on the top were my mortgage papers with the name C. Brendan McAdams on them - and I was freaking out... I just closed the safe door and sat there on the floor in front of it! Wow! So, the magic for some reason doesn't like to go through metal safe/locked boxes...
I opened it again. I slowly reached in and grabbed the packet and pulled it out. As soon as it was out, the name changed to C. Breeland McAdams and the house started to I guess shake. I threw it back in. That gave me a really weird feeling. Super creepy. What kind of forces am i really dealing with here... Had the little fine hairs on the back of my neck standing up...

Here was proof for Olivia. "Hey Olivia! If you're reading this, what's up girl!!!" Proof positive that I was magically changed. First the lockbox in my old room then this safe. Wow!!! I'm not gonna open it again until tomorrow. Maybe she can come over, and we can open it together. Well see after the meeting tomorrow!!!

I'm so freaked out right now. I sometimes visit these sites, more in the past than I do now as of this week, where they had captioned pics and stories depicting guys being turned into girls, for whatever reason. One of my favorite is Ecirava. I've even posted like 30 or so caps there myself!!! I remember reading a few of them on some sites where maybe a guy was to be granted a wish and he wanted to be a girl and have his identity match the girl and everyone remember him as the girl. In like most of these stories, if I remember correctly, the "magician" refused to do it because it would get messy. I knew this going in. I didn't care. It's getting messy. I can either look at this and be afraid or I can think of it as an adventure like no other... I mean who else has had this happen to them that I know about except like 2 other people... Me, Olivia and... Carolyn... She has read my blog and was transformed at the time she was reading it. She blames me and hates her new body and life. She says she's coming for me...

Just got back from getting ready to head out for a while and, here are the caps and comments on Ecirava... I had to get down and dirty with this bitch!!! She better be ready if she comes for me!!!

I believe it'd be best to enlarge them to view... So, yeah. Got this to deal with too!!!

Enought dwelling on this. Going to a club to see hear some music! Heading to Tobacco Road, a place where my band's played a good bit. We have a pretty good following there. Hopefully somebody good will be playing tonight. I need some good music. One good thing about music, when it hits you fell no pain! So hit me with music!!! - Bob M.

And Carolyn!!!

Until tomorrow!!! (So happy. Olivia!!!)

                                                                                          

I Think I'll Take a Little Dip...

Got to my parent's house and no one was home. No prob, I still have a key! Stepped in the house and called Mom. She said that they had gone to the store for a bit and to make myself at home. Well, duh, that's what I plan to do. She said they'd be home in like 15 minutes so I headed up the stairs to my old room and sat down on the bed and just looked around. I really have no memory of this room. 

I know what kinda stuff went on in here when I was Brendan but not a single memory as Bree. This is so bizarre... I checked in some of the drawers and most of the stuff had been cleaned out. They are used as mainly storage now and this room is used as a guest room. I opened the huge closet and did see a few pairs of shoes in there. Mostly dressy shoes and a pair of black high heels... I was tempted. I'll have to admit, I've done a little cross dressing in the past, but not in high heels. This should be interesting... I slipped off my Cons and my socks and put them on my feet. They weren't too terribly high, maybe 2.5" and I stood up and braced myself against the wall, just in case. I took a step and then two.. three.. four.. then I was walking around the room, with no problem at all. Wow!!! Muscle memory or something had to have taken over. I did a little jog and did fine. Unbelievable!!! I ran back over to the closet and remembered something. As Brendan, I had stashed something in here. I hit the closet light and crawled to the back corner and the carpet was still loose. I pulled it up and saw the the floorboards were still movable and pulled the two short boards up. There it was - my lockbox. I had a few things in there that I wanted to keep hidden... like some dirty magazines and stuff... I remembered the code 3*48*7. I flipped the top open and there they were. My 4 favorite playboys ever from when I was like in Jr. High... WOW!!! I grabbed all four of them and as soon as I got them out of the box, they transformed into what looked like a girls diary... I dropped it immediately - I was totally freaked out. There was a little lock on it and I didn't see the key. Bummer. Right about then, I heard mom opening the door and yell, "Bree, where are ya?" It startled me a little and I threw the diary back in the box and it turned back into the playboys right before my eyes... What tha!!! I placed the boards back down and pulled the carpet back and got up and went back to the room as Mom was coming in.

"Hey," I said. "I'm loooking for a swimsuit. I was thinking about going to the beach for a bit. You haven't seen one of mine around here anywhere ha ya?"
"No. The last time Jenny was here she left a black one. It's here somewhere. Want me to find it?"
"Sure. That'd be great. Hey, I was wondering, is all my stuff still in the pool house?"
"Yeah, your dad and Luke were just talking about loading it up and getting it to you soon."
"Cool! I really need some of that stuff right about now."

She came over and gave me a hug.

"All my babies have grown up. You're a very beautiful woman now. I just want you to know that I'm proud of you!"
"Thanks, Mom," I said trying not to tear up. "I have a question for you... What's your best memory of me?"
"Well, that'd have to be when you got that job of yours. You were the youngest person to get hired on. It's really the memory of how excited you were. They had given you this huge project. You totally blew everyones mind with your design. They gave you the job very soon after that, like first semester in your senior year. I can tell you my worst memory..."
"Please do tell..."
"When you came home with that first tattoo!"
"Sorry... You should have just said I could get one... Then I probably wouldn't have... not right then anyway..." 

(Wow... I wonder which one it was. As Brendan, the first one I got was on the back of my right arm. I don't have one there now.) We laughed and hugged again.

"I see you found a pair of your old heels?'
"Yep, forgot about these (literally, sorta). I'm gonna take them with me..."
"And you should... Ok, I'm gonna go try to find the swimsuit... Be right back!"

I headed down the stairs, heels still on!?!?!? Wow forgot I was wearing them. Freaky!!! Headed back upstairs and threw them in my old room. Mom found the  the swim suit and suggested that I just stay here and go lay out by the pool. Well, I agreed. I could swim if I wanted here too and it was an awesome pool! She said that she knows how I like to "tan" and that dad wouldn't be home for maybe an hour.

I gave her a puzzled look and she said, "Umm... topless..."
"Oh, yeah. Ha. Of course..." 

I went out to the pool house with the swimsuit and saw all of my old stuff piled a mile high in boxes. There'll be time for that later, I wanna get in that pool I thought to myself... I went into the poolhouse bathroom and took off my clothes... There I was in the poolhouse, naked and a girl. I looked at myself in the mirror for a few minutes, just in awe of my new self, mt new "shell." I started to cry right there.I needed a good cry. So much going on right now. I sat on the closed toilet and ctied for maybe 10 minutes strait, just thinking about everything. Sometimes the crying was out of joy, sometimes out of fear or scared of the unknown. For whatever the reasons, it felt good to do it - just letting all my bottled up emotions from my recent girl past and my distant guy past go freely. I'm sure i was a mess and looked in the mirror and my make-up was everywhere. I washed my face with some hand soap and slipped on the swimsuit. It felt like bar and panties but as slicker and cooler on my skin. I posed a little bit and rubbed/ran my hands over my body. I grabbed some lotion out of the closet and did another take of my body oin the mirror - sexy, I though as I made my way to the pool. I knew the water might be a little chilly but I dove in anyway. Nipples were at full attention when I surfaced! I went under again and played with them for as long as I could hold my breath... a few times. So fun!!!

I swam for a little while then pulled out a chair and sat down to work on my tan for a bit. I got the suntan lotion and rubbed it on my body. I removed my top, hey, it's what mom said I did and it's just her here, and put some on my front side. That felt good too! I laid down on my belly and gave myself a wedge, put some lotion down there too, and got settled in just to remember something. I got my phone and set it for 30 minutes and took this pic. Thirty minutes is how long Jenny used to stay out here and our coloring is about the same... hopefully I won't get toasted.

Wow! Dat ass!!! I'm quite lucky!

30 minutes on the back and thirty on the front. I will admit though, I did put my top back on for the front. Not ready to do that just yet. Dad could be home at any moment... Timer went off as I had just fallen asleep... I got up and jumped back in the pool to cool off! I thought it would be a good idea to get out of the sun. I used 50 sunblock, but this Miami sun can scorch you in a hurry!!! 

I went to the pool house and got my clothes and a towel and dried off and wrapped the towel around my waist and headed back in the house. Dad was home and he and mom were eating a sandwich and watching TV. She asked if I wanted one and I said I did and went back upstairs to change back into my clothes. I came back down and mom had made me a turkey sandwich, come chips and a glass of tea. What an awesome mom! I ate and then chatted for a while. Dad asked about my week and although it's been crazy, I told him it had been pretty good. We all hugged, said goodbyes then I left. I so wanted to take that journal home but was freaked out by the magic still at work there. Maybe I'd come back again tomorrow after work and go through some of my old stuff and then take it home with some other stuff I find. If that metal box had limited the magical powers, I wondered if my safe at home had done the same... one reason to get on home. 

I got home and just chilled out. Watched some tv and snacked a bit. I guess I should start being careful about what I eat, really... Has my belly gotten bigger in a week? lol! Maybe one more post to come tonight. 

About to go crack the safe!

                                                       

Off Work Early!!!

Woo Hoo! Off work early. Someone ran into a power line outside the building and all the power is out for like they said 3 hours... So happy!!! Crazy face!

Heading to the fam's house to see if I have a bathing suit still there somewhere. It's weird. This whole new magical identity. It seems so screwed up. It seems like everything at my parents house that was mine when I lived there and everything involving me changed over - while at my house, some/lots of stuff didn't - just mainly wish specific stuff. I'm just waiting to walk up into something and not be prepared for it. My girl backstory can't match up exactly to my guy one. Plus, I'm like 8 years younger now than I was as Brendan. I really need to check this stuff out more. Weekend homework I guess!!!
Also, emailed Olivia. Meeting tomorrow. Can't wait!!!

Byes!

                                                                            

Can't wait to get off... Sea Shore, Here Comes Bree!

Usual morning. No shower though. Washed face, brushed teeth and did minimal make-up. Hair in ponytail. Jeans and t-shirt, yet again. Hey, it's me... It's what I wore as Brendan and it's damn well what I'm gonna wear as Bree!!! World, I wear jeans and t-shirts!!! And, I look good doing it!!! Settled! Shoes, Converse Star Players EVO. I just love them. So much more comfortable than All Stars... Although I do have a lot of All Stars!

Hadn't worn these high tops yet I guess. Good time to break them in!

I'm about to go to lunch. Might email Olivia and set up a meeting. There's something else brewing - a possible storm approaching. It's really crazy how you can get something you've waited half your life for and them the shit hits the fan in all areas of your "new" life. Well, nothing I can do about it but take it as it comes. So, life, bring it!

Also, wow, I've gotten a good many Formspring questions and have answered a few and will post on here soon. thanks for the questions everyone.

Bree out!

I Just Want to Climb Under a Rock and DIE!!! (Warning: This one is kinda gross...)

Around 4:30 today, usually about leaving time for me, I guess the pizza I had eaten for lunch, coupled with the stress, wasn't agreeing with my stomach, still. I really didn't want to go use the bathroom to "poop" here at work, but my stomach told me I had better get to the bathroom, and fast.  So... I went down the stairs and headed for the bathroom. All these years, both my mom and sister never used a public bathroom to "poop." They would somehow hold it and I guess and that was still etched into my brain, girls don't do that in a public bathroom. It now just seemed gross, not just the public bathroom, but pooping as a girl in general. I mean I've "pooped" already as Bree, but now that I think about my female family members issues, I'm feeling different about doing "number 2" as a girl. All I need right now is a new, crazy issue/complex.  But, I'm a guy, I mean girl with like an 80% guy brain, right? Pooping in any bathroom is no big deal. Damn those lovable women for their brainwashing of the now girl me. 

How could I be so unobservant? I went back and took this after-hours... 

Anywhoo... I got to the bathrooms and absent-mindedly went right into the guys bathroom. And, there was Charles, the VP of the company finishing up peeing at a urinal. He was turning around and was putting his "thing" back in his pants and there I was, mouth open, staring. "Oh my god, I'm so sorry," I said. "I can't believe I went into the wrong room." "It happens, Miss McAdams. Now, I believe your destination is next door," he said, in a mater-of-fact tone. "Yes sir," and I bolted out the door. In the "ladies room," I picked the end stall and just looked down at the toilet. Why is this so difficult, I thought. Damn, my mind is really having to deal with these new thoughts and hormones and life issues like crazy right now. I gotta just side down and shit!!!, that's all. Just sit down, on the toilet paper I'm folding and placing on the seat to not get germs on my butt, and crap it out!!! I pulled my pants down and the site of the flatness of my crotch area still was a shock - and seeing panties is still a shocker, too. I felt like I was in drag or something. I pulled them down and there it was! My very own vagina. I need to trim around it, it's a little wooly, but it's beautiful. I finally have one! I still can't believe it. My very own vagina!!! I gently stroked it and felt the tingles. Just lightly tracing the slit. Oh god!!! Oh my God!!! I can;t do this in the bathroom can I!?!?!?!!?  

And then, my stomach reminded me why I was in here! I finally sat down and looked around at my butt and saw just how big it really was, all squished on the toilet seat. It was wonderful to see it, so big, and round!!! Guess what, someone walked in... Two someones... Sounded like Carol and Steph. They shot the breeze for a while and then went and did their thing. Weird hearing girls pee. Kinda like a ppppffffsss coming out. Sounds like that for me too!!! Was super hot though. Steph was sitting near me and seeing her panties by her ankles, oh my god!!! Super-hot!!! A naked girl is three feet from me! I was totally getting turned on now! Damn stomach!!! They finished up and I was almost alone again... As they were washing their hands, Carol said, "What's with Bree? Did you see her last week? She's like been dressing so weird and what's up with her hair and the no make-up and all? God, what's wrong with her?" That's all I heard as they walked out the door still talking about me.... Really?!?! Did that just happen? I'm a girl for like a week and I'm already getting talked about like that? Females are so damn harsh!!! Well, I got my phone out to play my game, Bike Race as I did my business and to take my mind off that bashing of me and catch up on my multi-player games.

My stomach then did a huge rumble and splat!!! It all came out like a rocket of mush and liquid. Gross I know, but it's the truth. Oh god!!! I didn't know until a week ago when I became a girl that girls could do such nasty stuff in the bathroom. I thought, kinda, that only guys could produce such gross stuff. I always thought it all came out like potpourri and they somehow had a self-cleaning device situated somewhere down there! (that would be quite cool actually!!!) I was wrong though... Crap was everywhere. Mostly in the toilet, but a lot on the undersides my bigger, round, girl butt!!! Oh god, was there some on my va-jay-jay!?!? I hope not! Clean-up in stall 3?!?!?!?!? I got a large wad of toilet paper and lifted one side up, hey, I'm a leaner, and went from front to back. I over heard my mom telling my sister to do that one time - "Now Jennifer (my sister), you don't want any getting in your girl parts that might cause an infection...," she said. I was so jealous of my sister back then... But, anyway, thanks mom for the advice!!! I finished up, using almost the whole roll of tp. Hey, I wanted to be clean. I pulled my panties back up and then my pants, buckled my belt and headed out of the stall to wash my hands. Right as I opened the stall door, Missy from the main office came in and immediatly could tell that what I just did smelled to high-heaven. Her face was priceless, in a bad way. She just looked at me saying with her eyes, "Did you just crap out a dead animal?" I was embarrassed to say the least and whispered  "Sorry. I think it was something I ate today or yesterday or something." She said, "Ya huh, ya think so do ya!" I left without washing my hands....

I got back to my office and then noticed that I had a large piece of toilet paper stuck to the bottom of my shoe that I had dragged all the way back to my office. I can only wonder who all saw that!!! So that's my weird/crazy/sexy/embarrasing/haunting story!!! Just wanna die!

I worked till around 6:45 and then headed home. I felt week and just awful. I gotta get out of this funk. I need DP and a Milky Way!!! I think tomorrow is gonna be a good time to go to the beach!!! Yeah, that always makes me feel better. Well, I think it does... seems like it should... Just took this pic that perfectly, with it's 1000 words, describes how I feel by showing you the way I look right now as I'm just running my hands through my hair. bedtime for bree.

Olivia's Email and An Explanation

I'm guessing you might see this, Olivia, but I'm gonna post it anyway... Just so people can see it. I hope you don't mind. Here's her email... All cool with it, too. Gonna write her back in just a bit. She says something similar happened to her as well!

I've put a Formspring box on the below post for more questions if anyone has any out there... Feel free to ask me anything.

Still a little shocked that someone like my parents could see this. This, like I think I've said in a previous post, is being written as much for me as anyone else. I could in no way remember everything that's happened to me in the last week if I hadn't been writing it down here. And with Olivia, I have to believe that something similar happened to her like it did to me. I have first hand knowledge of it. I know what I was and I know what I am now. It's truly amazing and bizarre, but it happened and that's why I'm sharing it with everyone. I'm taking it like a gift. And what an amazing gift, for me, this has been...

So, sorry, been under the radar for the last little bit and the posts aren't what I'm sure you're used to... So, here's a pic showcasing how I feel right now that I took earlier this morning. I stayed home this morning and I'm gonna go in after lunch and then work late. Just ducking and covering for a bit. I also blurred out my license info as well on that previous post... Don't want any creepy people to be able to just come to my door... eeeekkkk! I mean, I do keep my glock handy and I usually have my Taurus 380 in my purse most of the time, or somewhere on me. Just sayin...

My cute little strawberry beanie!

This all has really turned my stomach inside out. It feels like it's in knots... Not feeling so good right now. Bllaaahhhhhhh...

Ask Me some Questions and I'll Try to Answer!

This might be a cool way to ask me some questions about my life...
Try it out and let me know...

Shocked a Little...

Hadn't thought that someone I might know would read this... Sure, I've seen the page views, but someone from Miami... Geez...  Plus, I have some pretty personal stuff on here... and damn, my flippin' drivers license...

Tummy rumbling... not good... getting stressed.