Kristen Awakens

"Mmmm..." Kristen stirred, emerging from what seemed like a state of sexual bliss. It must have been a dream; she was only 15, too young for her first real sexual encounter. She started to stretch, but felt a gentle push against her arms and body.

Kristen's eyes slowly opened. Her eyesight tried to focus through the... what on OSS Earth?

"M-mom? Mom!! Daddy! Help me!"

Kristen's hands pushed against the cocoon like shell around her body. Alicia was there, on the outside, pulling against the material. It stretched and gave, bending around their hands-- the coating stretched a little more and...

It gave! An opening formed, growing wider as Kristen and Alicia pulled. Kristen wriggled out of the shell-coating, looking at it in confusion.

She touched her skin. She was nude. "Mom, What IS that thing? And where are my... why am I nude?"

Alicia lightly touched Kristen's shoulder, comforting and calming her. She put a soft robe around Kristen's shoulders. "Your pajamas were dissolved by the Life cocoon," she said.

Kristen looked bewildered. "Wait, the what?"

Alicia helped Kristen up and led her to the full length wall mirror. Kristen looked at herself in amazement. She looked pretty much the same as last night (wasn't it last night?), except somehow so much prettier, so much sexier. Her skin seemed to glow, her eyes to pop. Either it was all in her own head, or her body's sexual appeal was near irresistible. Just looking at her own breasts, her own pussy, her own legs, was making her hornier than she could imagine.

Alicia pulled the robe taut back around Kristen and tied the waist sash snug. Kristen felt around the inside until her hands slipped into the sleeves and emerged from the sleeve ends.

"Mommy what happened to me?" She was still scared.

"You'll learn what you need to learn tonight," Alicia said soothingly. "Come, we have to get you ready."

"But Mom--"

Alicia lightly stroked Kristen's cheek, although in a motherly way. "Shhh, shhh," she whispered. "There will be some people coming to the town square tonight, who can help explain better than I can. We have to get you ready to meet them. Just trust me, okay, Kristen? Let's get ready and tonight we'll go to the town square. Word of this has spread all over the neighboring towns and clear to the Central City."

Kristen's voice faded out before passing her lips. What was happening to her? Alicia had lightly shushed her and it was like she could feel an unbending NEED and DESIRE to obey.

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The odds of it happening were perhaps one out of every fifty million women-children on any world, any space station through all the human settlements throughout the galaxy. Scientists couldn't explain it completely, although some theorized it had to do with the fact that children still grew and matured at the same rate they always had before the development of the Lifesleep organism. Women-children matured faster than males on average. Even though the brain could be cured of any medical ailments by modern science, the mind and soul were still unfathomably intricate, and man was still millennia from fully comprehending them. But it was the most commonly accepted theory, this link between mind and body.

One out of every fifty million women-children entered Lifesleep on the eve of her fifteenth birthday, instead of the standard minimum age of twenty-one. No man-child had ever been known to enter Lifesleep before becoming a fully grown man at least twenty-one years of age, and even among women-children it was so exceedingly rare. But Kristen had done it. In her sleep, her Lifesleep organism completed its work and activated, causing her skin to secrete the Life cocoon and put her into the month-long Lifesleep. In doing so, Kristen became something much more than mere woman-child. She had become a girl.

Psychologically, Kristen would forever remain 15 years old. She would always be a teenager in mind and in heart. She would never be quite as focused as a fully grown woman or man. She'd always crave fun over disciplined thought and work, and she'd always want excitement and pleasure over the tribulations that man still went through in the complexities of day to day life. Despite the Lifesleep organism, life was by no means perfect, despite the passing of violence, gangs, warfare and the like, from human lifestyles. She'd always think and feel like a woman-child of fifteen years old.

What the Lifesleep did do, for Kristen and the precious few girls like her, was make her body a dream of sexual attractiveness and the highest ideals of physical appearance. She looked like many women could still only dream of looking like. Further, she now had a huge libido. Her thirst for sexual pleasure would be close to insatiable.

Although biologically identical to any woman or woman-child, a girl had been an officially recognized third gender in all human societies, for the past few centuries. Their heightened beauty and sexual appeal made them highly desired as companions for both men and women.

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Alicia grinned as she helped thread some soft pink ribbons into Kristen's hair. "Stop fidgeting, honey," she said. "You look superbly pretty."

Kristen still sulked a little. "Last night everyone said I was beautiful," she said.

"Last month," Alicia corrected. "And yes, that was then. We just use different words now."

"Now that I'm a... what did you say I'm called now?"

"A girl," Alicia said. "And I don't blame you for being so nervous. Outside of women-children who becomes girls themselves, people rarely learn about them until many years after finishing secondary school. Even your dad only heard rumors about them."

"So why do I have to meet these people who are coming from the Central City?" Kristen asked.

"They know girls much better than I do," Alicia answered. "Being a girl isn't the same as being a woman-child. Everything about your life needs to change, and even your secondary school instructors can't teach you what you'll need to learn."

Kristen's brow creased. "So it's like going to an elite school now?"

Alicia thought about the comparison. "That's not a completely wrong way of thinking about it," she admitted. "Except that girls are so rare you'll probably be the only student."

Alicia finished threading the ribbons and helped Kristen step into her new dress. This dress was made special for newly-wakened girls when they were presented at the town square or city plaza of wherever they lived. Kristen's dress was made of white silk and satin. The bodice had a deep scoop neck that showed a sample of Kristen's alluring cleavage. It laced up the back with a cross lace instead of using a zipper or buttons. The shoulders were puffy and the long sleeves sheer enough for the tone of Kristen's skin to show through. The cuffs closed at the wrist with snaps shaped like pink flowers. A soft, fluffy pink ribbon cinched around her slender waist, tied at the front in a big bow. The skirt was semi-opaque, wide and swingy, coming up to a lacy hem midway between Kristen's knees and hips. A baby-doll panty was sewn to the bodice underneath the skirt, meaning the dress had to be stepped into from the top like putting on a full bodysuit. The dress felt soft and smooth, and Kristen had to smile giddily several times while her mother helped her lace up the back and close the cuffs. She could hardly keep her hands off herself, it made her feel so feminine and demure and inviting.

Kristen's knee socks were smooth untextured nylon blended with a synthetic material that let them hug the shapely curve of her calves. The tops had a band about an inch wide which just brushed the bottom of Kristen's knees. Her socks were white like her dress, but her shoes were shiny black. They were Mary Jane style shoes with a T-strap buckle closure, rounded toes, and ¾ inch block heels.

Alicia carefully kept Kristen's gaze averted from the full-length mirror. There was no telling how Kristen would react on seeing herself dressed in her new outfit. She'd sent Mina to take Royce on a field trip to a Ysbanian park set aside for the planet's wildlife. Mina had been attracted to Kristen enough, the night before Kristen began her transformation. The newly-graduated young woman might find Kristen too irresistible now-- and Kristen herself might not want her sister to resist.

Alicia's dark blonde hair was clipped into a broad ponytail; her cheeks lightly highlighted and her lips lightly coated with pale red lipstick like Kristen's. Alicia wore a short-sleeved dark violet synthetic rayon-polyester dress decorated liberally with ruffles down the flared skirt and across the bodice. She wore sheer light tan pantyhose and black evening pumps. Paul wore a dark brown pressed suit with a white shirt and a dark brown tie, dark brown crew socks and black lace-up shoes.

As Alicia and Paul led Kristen out of the two-story house onto the street modeled to look like an upscale early 21st century OSS Earth suburban neighborhood, everyone came out and looked admiringly at the new girl. Older men and women kept younger, newly-graduated ones away and off the streets. Kristen's sexual appeal and allure could easily overwhelm a young adult fresh out of secondary school and hungry for their first real life encounter. Whether Kristen's body gave off a pheromone that affected the human mind in this way, or whether it was all a kind of subliminal effect from how exceptionally pretty Kristen looked after finishing her transformation, or whether girls, especially newly-wakened ones were that rare, or maybe even all of those reasons.

The sky was just starting to darken into dusk as Kristen arrived with her parents in the town square. An ankle-height dais was arranged in the center of the square, measuring about the width and length of a spacious living room. Artificial lights of various soft hues hovered above. Mother, father and daughter sat in comfortable armchairs at one end of the dais. Some post-Lifesleep adults milled about the square, watching curiously, though being careful not to stare. They understood Kristen was still very nervous and uncertain what her future held, and none of them knew enough about girls to be able to offer her any help.

Presently a modern hovercar came gliding easily up the street to stop near the square, dropping off a man and a woman, both stepping toward the dais with an air of assurance about themselves. The man had undergone Lifesleep at what appeared to be middle age; his collar-length hair showing mid brown highlights streaked with gray. He had a short gray beard that made him look wise and knowledgeable. His hands were large and powerful, as were his shoulders. He wore a modern-day jumpsuit suitable for interstellar travel, and dark boots. The woman had long black hair arranged loosely around her shoulders; lightly tanned skin and green eyes, looking exotically beautiful; having undergone Lifesleep in her late twenties or very early thirties. She wore regular Ysbanian attire; a black long-sleeved evening dress with hundreds of tiny shimmer beads sewn into the fabric. The bodice of the dress hugged her bust and hips to accentuate their endowment, and the skirt came up to mid-thigh, re vealing her long and shapely legs that were enhanced by off black dress-sheer stockings and black dress sandals with thin straps around her ankles.

They shook hands with Paul and Alicia, and the man introduced himself and the woman. "I am High Master Kenn, and this is Mistress Deborah," he said in an authoritative, resonating voice. "We're pleased to meet you. And this is your daughter, Kristen?"

Alicia nodded her head politely and nudged Kristen. "Greet them the way I showed you, Kristen," she said softly.

Kristen stood and curtsied to Kenn and Deborah, dipping her head as she bent her knees lightly. She started to return to her seat when Deborah gave a small smile and a hand gesture. "Come to me, Kristen," she said in a pleasant, soothing voice.

Kristen seemed bewildered as she crossed to Deborah, glancing over her shoulder at her mother, who simply smiled reassuringly and waved her to the mistress. Her enchanting face softening into a look of submission, Kristen kneeled down on both her knees beside Deborah, as she and Kenn sat across from Kristen's parents. Deborah crossed her legs in a provocative gesture, eliciting a look of arousal from Kristen.

"You're to be commended," Kenn said to Alicia and Paul. "Your daughter is only the fifth woman-child on this world since its founding, to become a girl."

Paul had agreed to let Alicia do the talking as she knew more about girls than he, even though only a little. "It's exciting, definitely," Alicia admitted. "But it's also a great weight on us, and her. My husband and I have to explain to our other two kids, one of whom is still a man-child younger than Kristen. And Kristen will need guidance on what being a girl means for her."

"We will provide you with what you need so you and your family may understand," Kenn said in assuring tones. "Deborah and I have personally trained all four girls to precede Kristen on our world. Three others on DT-44, a settled world closer to the Alpha Centauri system, the nearest star to the OSS."

Kristen looked nervous. "Trained?"

Deborah smiled at Kristen and lightly stroked her cheek. As if unable to help herself, Kristen took the offered hand and clung lightly to it, holding it against her face and taking comfort in it.

"Tell me," Deborah asked Alicia. "How much do you know?"

"Just that a woman-child becoming a girl is maybe one out of every fifty million women-children," Alicia said. "They enter Lifesleep on the eve of their fifteenth birthday. They wake looking more radiant and beautiful than ever before, though it's customary to simply refer to them as exquisitely pretty. People attracted to them before their transformation will find them near irresistible afterward. And I know that a girl will need to complete her sexual education in ways different from other women-children. Not much else."

"Tell me of your final evening as a woman-child, before entering Lifesleep," Deborah asked Kristen.

"I needed to take some nude snapshots for secondary school," Kristen said. "Mom helped tie me up to pose for the photos, as I'd agreed with my teachers to use basic bondage poses."

"What else?" Deborah asked.

"My sister took the pictures," Kristen said and smiled. As she smiled, her face lit up with mischievous satisfaction. "She was really turned on by me."

"She really did look well-endowed," Alicia said. "After Paul and I found her encased in the Life cocoon the following morning, I had to wonder if that was a warning sign."

"Deborah and I believe it is, although there are some masters who are still uncertain if it's true," Kenn said. His even, calm voice soothed Kristen in ways Alicia couldn't understand.

"So what will all this mean for Kristen?" Alicia finally asked.

"I can't begin to remember how long we've studied to be able to teach girls about their new lives," Kenn said with a touch of regret in his voice. "We could be here until your great-grandchildren undergo Lifesleep telling you about it."

"And instead of simply telling Kristen anything, it's better to show her," Deborah said. "You understand that girls are highly desired by many men and women who have completed Lifesleep?"

Alicia nodded. "She's still my daughter, I'll always think of her that way," she said. "But if she needs to leave us to learn what she needs to learn, it's a sacrifice I'll make for her. Give us a moment to kiss her goodbye?"

Kristen was suddenly on the verge of tears. "Mommy, I don't want to go," she said in a sad voice that made anyone close enough to hear, hurt for her.

Alicia and Paul hugged their daughter one last time, kissing her lightly on her forehead. Kristen continued to fidget and whimper until Deborah lightly put her hands on Kristen's waist, starting to fondle her hips and buttocks tenderly.

Kristen calmed immediately. Deborah whispered softly into Kristen's ear, starting to lovingly caress her body along her ribs and up to her breasts. She cupped Kristen's breasts in her hands, gently massaging and squeezing them. Alicia watched in admiration as Kristen began to moan lustfully, pressing her firm ass against Deborah's groin and sliding back and forth. Deborah leaned around one side of Kristen's neck and softly nuzzled it with her lips and cheek. Kristen shifted from foot to foot, her calves, her socks sliding sensually across Deborah's shins, her sheer stockings. Kristen's face was a mask of ecstasy.

"That's but the smallest hint of being a girl," Deborah said lovingly. "But your family has admitted they don't know enough to teach you. I can, but you have to come with me, become my pet."

Deborah released Kristen. The nubile girl glanced back at her parents. Alicia gave Kristen a nod. She was ambivalent a moment until she gave a longing look at Deborah. Finally she nodded in compliance and kissed cheeks with Paul and Alicia. "Bye Mom. Bye Dad," she said softly.

Alicia and Paul smiled proudly at their daughter as she kneeled down on both knees in front of Deborah, touching her cheek to the hem of Deborah's dress. Kenn touched Kristen's shoulder. "Come, we'll bring you to the Central City where we live."

Kristen stood submissively still as Kenn gently took her wrists and drew them behind her back. Kristen heard the faint clicking of metal ratchets as Kenn closed steel handcuffs around her dainty wrists. Once used by law enforcement on OSS Earth, these devices were now only used in sexual fetish play. Deborah buckled a soft leather collar around Kristen's neck. Fastened to the front of it was a long slim chain ending in a leather loop that Deborah held in her hand.

"It's customary to walk you up the street to the town outskirts before riding back to the Central City," Deborah said soothingly. "Come."

Kristen nodded, her sweet face looking proud as she was led on her leash, her little wrists securely cuffed behind her, down the street. She could see the townsfolk lining both sides of the street, many of whom she knew. Younger adults, some pre-Lifesleep and even recent secondary school graduates, were allowed to come and see Kristen walked toward her new life. People waved goodbye, some cheering with light whoooo's, some clapping She smiled demurely at whoever she looked in the eye.

Kristen could feel her pussy tingling with anticipation as she was seated in the hovercar to begin the ride to her new home, her new life, her new master and trainer. She wanted to touch herself badly, finger herself. The odds had been 50 million to one, and Kristen was that lucky one who wouldn't have to wait another five years. And the closer that moment came, the more impatient she felt.