Peter Wilson, a male nurse, had been made redundant at the local clinic. Depressed, he had spent ages searching for a new job but was unable to find anything. After getting a phone call, from Samoto, about a position available, he went for an interview, and a tour.

The job was everything he could have hoped for, but for one small problem...

The position was, technically, for female staff only. No male uniforms were provided, and he couldn't even get by with tunic and slacks, as the school had a 'dresses only' policy regarding uniforms.

Shan said that if Peter could cope with the uniform, he could have the job. She then showed Peter the staff quarters, so Peter could see that he had a separate room and then showed him the uniform. It was quite elaborate, with a surprising number of frills, and an apron, almost Victorian in design. It also had attached headgear, and an ornate belt with a metal buckle.

Peter saw, from the 'built in' hat and mask, that his face would be well concealed, so it should hide his 'embarrassment'. Besides, the money was very good, almost twice what he had been earning....

Peter sighed, then made the decision that changed his life....

“OK, I'll try it.”

That evening, he put on the uniform. Everything went fine, right up until the point when he pulled the zip of the dress up fully....

The mask suddenly moved, and clamped his mouth shut. At the same time, a clear visor dropped down from the hat, and attached itself to the mask, effectively sealing him in.

He went to pull the dress over his head to get it off, but found, to his amazement, that there was a strap between his legs, stopping him from lifting the dress. Also, the belt round his waist had gone tight, and was firmly locked.

He headed for the door, to get help, and caught sight of himself in the mirror.

He had breasts! The dress was stretched tautly across them, under the apron.

In shock, he opened the door and stumbled out into the corridor.

“Ah, Petra, there you are”, came Shan's voice. “You're needed in the medical bay.”

He tried to answer, to protest, but all that came out was a weak moan.

Shan pinned on Petra's name badge, then pointed down the corridor.

“That way”, she said. “Oh, and by the way, if you ever want to get out of that dress, you'll do exactly what you're told...”

Peter headed down the corridor, to his new job....

Peter, aka Petra, had been working at the care home part of Shan’s school for a few weeks now, and was no longer feeling too self conscious about having to wear a dress to work, mainly due to Shan’s ‘ministrations’. Going around the home, in his dress, tabard, stockings and shoes, he had become a familiar sight.

Shan had taken some pity on him, and Peter could now speak again, but even so he was surprised when, one morning, Shan asked him to go to the chemist in town to pick up some of the girl’s medication.

Handing him a thick raincoat, Shan said: “Here, wear this, as it is raining. Also, it will keep your uniform clean. Don’t forget that the shop is expecting Petra Wilson, so that’s who you’ll have to identify yourself as. The ID cards in the coat pocket.”

It was only after Peter put the coat on, fastened it up and started to go into town that he realised what he’d done.

The coat was transparent, and it left his uniform on show for all to see. To his surprise, he didn’t feel at all uncomfortable about it and spoke to people in the street. If anybody asked (which some did) about his ‘attire’, he explained about the school, and his work there.

However, every time he mentioned the school’s name, people gave him funny looks, and walked away, muttering comments like “That explains everything….”

Shortly, Peter got to the Chemist. The woman behind the counter looked up, as the door opened, then did a double take as Peter walked in.

“You’re taking the mick, aren’t you? Coming in here, wearing that…?”

Peter pulled his ID card out of the coat pocket.

“Petra Wilson, Senior Nurse, Samoto School and Care Home.”

The card also had Peter’s photo on it.

“I can’t accept that, you’re obviously a bloke… Go on, get out of here.”

Peter unbuttoned his coat then, before the attendant could stop him, lifted his tabard and pulled down the zip on his dress.

“OK, I suppose these belong to a bloke, as well, do they?”

The woman gasped as she saw, behind a ‘training’ bra, what looked like to perfectly normal breasts. Peter had been having sex change operations and hormonal treatments since his ‘recruitment’, as Shan wanted all her staff to feel comfortable in their ‘positions’…

“Do you want me to lift my dress and pull my knickers down as well?”

Peter, as Petra, was now quite indignant at the way he was being treated.

“But… but…” the woman stuttered. “Your face… it’s a man’s face.”

Dressing himself back up, Peter replied, “I know. This time next month, it will be a woman’s face looking at you. It was only that this medication was needed urgently, otherwise I wouldn’t have come out at all. Everything’s so complicated….”

Peter frantically tried to control himself, to avoid crying. He was one of Shan’s ‘shemales’ now, well on the way to becoming a full woman. He didn’t need all this stress!

Peter turned to leave.

“Wait, I’m sorry. I didn’t realise…. Here, this is the medication that you have come for…”

What Peter didn’t realise was that the woman behind the counter was a lesbian, with strong feelings toward other women. To start with, she couldn’t understand what had drawn her to Peter. Now she knew.

“Hey, I’m getting off in five minutes. Can you wait around? I’d like to start again, and apologise properly… say, over coffee?”

Peter smiled at that. The woman was quite attractive, in a manly sort of way. He’d probably not have given her a second glance before, but the way his hormones were screwed up he would really like to know her more….

A few minutes later, the two of them walked into a nearby coffee shop. To try and make ‘Petra’ more comfortable, the woman picked a booth toward the rear, out of view of most of the shop.

Peter draped his coat over the back of the chair, and sat there in full uniform, talking to Charlie (short for Charlene, she explained) quite naturally. Things progressed from there, and Charlie, unable to help herself, kissed Peter.

One thing led to another, and when Peter returned to the school, he brought Charlie with him.

Shan realised exactly what had happened (she could read a lesbian ‘dyke’ from a mile off, and thought they made a nice couple) so she decided to help out...

Charlie felt something like a bee sting in her back and collapsed, unconscious before she hit the floor.

When she awoke, later, things were all wrong...

She was wearing a t-shirt, and jeans. Looking down past her suddenly flat chest, she saw a bulge in her jeans that just shouldn’t be there....

As soon as Peter walked into the room, however, ‘she’ had an erection!

“What the fuck have you done to me!”, she yelled. Despite her fury, however, she was being more and more turned on by Peter, now standing there wearing nothing but a satin bra and matching knickers.

The shock was all too much for her, and she fainted.

She awoke again to find herself lying in bed, naked, with Peter alongside her in the same condition.

Throwing caution to the winds, completely unable to control themselves, the two made passionate love to each other....

Watching from outside, via a one-way window, Shan smiled.

“I love it when a plan comes together”, she said.