what is a short sale


I lean back in my chair and turn on my pc and take a sip of my water as the pc boots up

i close my eyes and sing lowly to myself as the desktop boots up

i open up the web and starts browsing around

after browsing for a bit i lean back in the chair and look up at ceiling

“Ben dear, come downstairs please” i heard yelling from downstairs, just as i had gotten comfortable as well..

i looked at my pc screen and and slowly got off my chair and trudged downstairs

“what ?”

“me and Catherine are going out to the mall”

“Okay ? Do you want me to come along or something?”

“Sorry dear, girls trip only, me and your sister only”

“fair enough…have fun” i said in a upbeat tone

“thank you hon, if i find something for you i might pick it up”

“like what ? you never buy me clothes and i dont think you have ever bought male clothing before”

“thats not true! i got you that…t-shirt that one time”

“it was a women’s V-neck! if you bought me something you’d just buy me a dress or something”

“oh poor you, if i bought you a dress you would love me”

“probably because you spend so much money i would just trade it back the next day and take the money” i grin at her

She pouts and looks at me “thats so rude but whatever”

“im just kidding mom…its fine”

“i know dear”

She smiled and gave me a hug as she left and locked the door behind her

i always kinda liked being home alone, its just so relaxing even if its only for a few hours

i scratched my hair and walked over to the kitchen and got myself a glass of water and began making a couple of sandwhiches

“what to pick…what do we got..ham…cheese…i guess that’ll work…”

i sigh and start making my rather lame sandwich and lies down on the sofa in front of the tv and turn it on

I take a bite of my bread since i cant really call it anything else and start surfing channels just to find something to watch but as usual its the same old boring stuff

Nothing new or interesting, its all just….meh

I take another bite and turn of the tv and grab the laptop lying on the edge of the sofa and turn it on

it takes a couple of minutes for it to turn on but when it does i start playing some music as i close my eyes and just try to focus on the music and nothing else

After just 15 minutes however i started to get kinda annoyed, i’d been listening to the same songs for years, i need to find something new…

i took another bite of my food and started just randomly browsing the web

“hmmm….” i keep on browsing but as usual there is really not much going on but whatever, at least its something i think to myself as i click into Ebay just to see whats for sale

After looking for an hour and coming up short i just put the laptop back and finished up my food and my glass of water and walked back upstairs as i noticed something on the floor

right outside the door to Tina’s bedroom…i mean my moms bedroom was a white pantie…just lying outside

i cringed when i saw it lying there but i opened the door to her room and got out her shoehorn and picked up the pantie with it and put it to wash

But for some reason i just walked back into Tina’s room and lied down on her bed

it was just so amazingly comfy! it was a huge double bed but she sleeps here all alone, i don’t get it but its a nice bed..

i get out my phone from my pocket and check for emails and messages but as usual nothing is new, some spam mail is all

“wow, 50% of all underwear at modern woman….why do i get crap like that sent to me!” i sighed in annoyance and deleted the spam mail and got up from my mom’s bed and walked over to my own room

The cold air in my room from the open window hits me like a brick as i run over and close it and wrap a blanket around myself

“damn it…i hate when i forget to close the window”

i walk over to my chair and sits down as i start up my computer again

it opens up just where i left it, in the middle of some kinda video

i clicked out of it and turned the pc off and walked back downstairs and put on my jacket and walked outside

i locked the door behind me and walked out into the cold white snow

it had snowed like crazy these past days but luckily it looked like it was stopping now

i spent several hours yesterday just shoveling snow away….that was fun

i got out my headset and plugged it to my phone as i slowly started to walk over to the grocery store down the street

“its so cold…” i said shivering even though i was wearing my winter jacket and gloves

it even felt like my hair was turning to ice

i walked over to the store and let out a sigh of relief as i entered the warm store

i picked out some food and something to drink and was just ready to pay as an old man with a cart full of items sneaks in front of me

“Hey…sorry” i say tapping him on the shoulder

“i just got these things…can i go first please?”

he looks at me with those glassy cold eyes and gives me a simple “no” and starts putting stuff on the counter

“damn it” i say lowly to myself as i just stand there waiting

i look around for a bit but nothing catches my eyes that is until someone walks inside the store

i notice her as she walks trough the doors, she has long brown hair, wearing a black coat and a pair of sunglasses…even though it was winter the sun did make all the snow pretty reflective..

But i keep looking at this woman, i have never seen her before in my life but she just walks over to the noticeboards, looks at them for a few minutes then puts up a a piece of paper and leaves the store

“Hey ? Sir ? your wares”

“oh” i snap back into reality and put my stuff on the counter and pays for it then puts them in a bag and walk over to the noticeboard to check what she put on it

i find the note and reads it to myself

“Feeling tired ? lacking ambitions and dreams ? Get a one hour free consultation today!” for some reason i write down the number and walk outside as i spot the woman again standing over by the sidewalk looking at her phone

“thats her…” i say as i walk over to her

“Hey Excuse me” i say looking at her

she turns around and looks at me

“Hey, can i help you ?”

“yeah i saw the notice, you’re some kinda…shrink ?”

“oh, you saw my note ? great! well, sorta, im a kinda…life-coach”

“Right, well…i would like to try it out”

“you would ? im afraid its women only but i guess i could….but…do you really want to try ?”

“sure, it sounds exciting”

“okay then, come to this place today in…one hour ? is that okay?” she says and hands me a small note

“that should be fine…im Ben by the way”

“Ben ?….thats weird but its nice to meet you Ben, im Cynthia” ‘she smiles at me

“but excuse me, i have to take a phone, meet me there in an hour okay?”

i nod as she picks up her phone and starts talking with someone

i start walking back home to drop of my stuff but as soon as i do that i walk right back outside and takes the buss into downtown and start walking over to the place where i was supposed to go

i walk inside the building and up a few stairs and take to the left as i enter into some kinda waiting room, there is no one there except me, not even a secretary

i walk over to an empty chair and sit down

i sit there for about 5 minutes til Cynthia walk out of the room and asks me to follow her

we walk into a nice room with several small fountains over the place

she leads me over to a chair and i sit down and look at her

“So, Ben, Welcome, my name is like said, Cynthia and i am sort of a life coach, i help people figure out their problems and help them move on”

“i thought life coach was some kinda trainer that helped you stay in shape and such?”

she just smiles and looks at me

“but you’re the first guy i’ve had here and since im not really allowed to write in a male name on my machine since i need to use a girl name, do you mind ?”

“huh ? no…i guess not, thats fine”

“okay great, what name do you want me to use?”

i just looked at her kinda confused “how about….Camilla ?`”

“Camilla ? sure” she smiles

“So, then Camilla, why are you here today?”

“uhm…just curiosity really, i saw the note and thought it would be fun”

“well, thats good”

she smiles and walks over to a small table on the other side of the room and grabs two bottles of drinks and hands one to me and takes a sip of one herself

“please take a drink, i’ve made them myself”

“okay” i say and take a taste…it has this weird…strawberry mixed with light coke taste to it…its passable

“thanks”

she nods and looks at me

“so then…”

“How old are you Ben ?”

“im 16…i turn 17 this year”

“oh ? when is your birthday ?”

“15'th may”

“okay” she smiles at me

she looks at me

“so…have you always had brown hair ?”

i look at her kinda taken back by the question

“huh ? yeah…i have, i dont really want to change it…like ever”

“Really ? so you dont want to ever change it ?”

“Nooope, never” i nod to myself as i say it

“so…have you ever used make-up or anything to change your apperance ?”

“what ? no ? im a guy, i dont use make-up”

“thats…not true, my husband uses make-up and alot of guys do”

“….i dont know”

“its true” she smiles at me

“well, even if it is, i think i would hate having it on, especially lipstick!”

“oh ? you dont like lipstick?”

“No, it looks all sticky and i hate having things on my lips, even lip balm”

she giggles gently “okay okay”

“so…how is your relationship with your mother ?”

“its good….she cares more about my older sister though”

“oh ?”

“yeah..she says its just a mother-daughter bond but i don’t know, not that i care that much”

“i see…does she resent you for being a man then ?”

“what ? no, i don’t think so, i honestly don’t think she cares”

“okay” she smiles again and fixes on her glasses

“Do you think she would care more if you were a girl then ?”

“i don’t know, i cant honestly tell, since i’m not a girl so i wouldn’t know”

“i know that but what do you think”

“i don’t know…maybe i guess”

“you think so ?”

“well, yeah i guess when you mention it, she is a feminist and all that, not that its a bad thing but it does feel like she is kinda putting me to the side just because of that”

“well, i am sure she has her reasons..” she says in a distant low voice

i nod slowly and just look at her as she stands up from her chair and looks at me

“let me try something, follow me Ben” she says and walks into another room

i follow her into the new room and looks around, the room is filled with clothes…mostly women’s clothing and a large bed as well as a chair

“what is this ?”

“just a little something i made but lets try this out” she says and walks outside and locks the door behind her

i look at the door with a confused look “Cynthia ? did you look the door ?”

i slowly walk over to it and call her name again “Cynthia ?’

i grabbed the handle and tried opening it up but sure enough, it was locked

’'Hey! open up!”

“Hey!!! open up!!”

i hear nothing on the other side and i walk over to the chair in the middle of the room and sits down and looks around

“what the hell is this crap ? let me out Cynthia!!”

i hear no reply so i just sigh and walk over to the bed and sits down on it and kick my feet against it

“damn it…”

i looked around the room again and i noticed something on the wall right by the door there was a huge TV mounted on the wall

it had a pink tint around it and only played what looks an all female band singing to a huge crowd, i couldn’t make out who it was but i just shrugged

i just sigh as i hear a voice “okay Ben, this room is going to help you…find yourself”

i get up from the bed and looks around and notice a speaker above the door

“let me out Cynthia!”

“not yet but you know why you are here, you are alone and no one else knows you are here, do it now while you have the chance”

“what do you mean ?!” i yell at her

“turn around and look at the bed Ben” she says as the speaker goes silent

i slowly turn around and looks at the bed and notice something

A pair of white panties lying there next to a white dress

“what ?”

“Don’t hide Ben, isn’t this what you want?”

I slowly walk over to the bed and looks at the clothing, the soft white panties and the beautiful dress

“You want me to dress up like a woman ?”

“No, i want you to be yourself”

“Be myself ? what do you mean ?”

she never replies but i keep looking at the panties for a good thirty seconds before i force my eyes away

i don’t know how long time i have been locked in here but…that’s not the issue right now

my issue is that those panties on the bed…they’re begging me to put them on…glide them up my legs…

“ngh…i…i want to put them on…” i say as i undress completely naked and slowly slide the panties up my legs and gently makes sure its in place

luckily my package isn’t that big so it doesn’t look to weird

i sit down on the bed and looks down at my white panties

they do feel kinda nice, just big enough and its a bit tight as well…just perfect

i stand back up and walk over to the mirror buildt into the wardrobe and looks at myself

of course i look utterly ridiculous and i reach my hands down and get ready to pull of the panties as i feel something

i try sliding of the panties but find myself unable to do so as i just walk back to the bed and lies down and looks up at the ceiling as this building feeling inside grows larger and larger

“What…aahhh…” i open my eyes up and scream loudly in pleasure as i can feel my manhood slowly receding back into my body or…rather…being replaced by something else

i slowly slide my finger down my stomach and open up the panties so i can take a look and what do i see but nothing at all

no manhood, nothing

i slowly move my fingers down around there as i feel something

something…entirely new

“oh my god!” i scream as i jump out of the bed and run over to the mirror

“i…i got…my pe….what….am…”

i look at my reflection again as i spot something lying on the floor next to the bed

a pair of white high heels

“high heels” i say quietly to myself and walk over to the shoes and slowly tries putting them on

they are several sizes to small but the more i try to force my feet into them i can see my feet slowly shrinking and slowly but surely fitting the heels just perfectly

i stand up and almost lose my balance and use the bed as support and slowly tries walking one more time

i have a hard time keeping balance but after walking around for a bit it all comes back to me, like its natural

“this is just getting better, i just love these shoes! so adorable!”

another thing i did notice was that my legs had gotten taller as well, i don’t know how much longer i just knew they had

But i knew right there as i stood on the floor looking over at the bed it was time to put on the dress

my heels clicked in the floor as i walked over to it and held it up against me

“…” i walk over to the mirror carrying the dress as i slowly put it on

i put my legs trough it and unzips the back as i lift it up my entire body and zip the zipper on the back all the way up

as with the shoes its to big but either the dress goes bigger or i shrink because in the end it fits perfectly

even my arms and hands turns slender, my fingernails grows longer and my arms turns so smooth and nice

i stand looking at myself as i slowly turn around

“I look…beautiful..”

And then i feel a little shock

“oh my god…what is…what is this…” i say to myself as i keep looking at my reflection in the mirror

for a second i think my eyes deceive me but…no…

“im…im growing breasts ?” i say to myself as i look in the reflection of the mirror to see my chest slowly growing

i can feel it in my entire body as each time they grow they send out this…just amazing feeling i cant describe

i let out a moan as it looks like my breasts stops growing

“oh my god…i…i got breasts…and they look amazing…”

i blush as i gently pokes them with my hands just to be sure i’m not dreaming

“they are real…i got breasts” i say to myself again as i notice my waist looking a lot more feminine even my hips and butt have grown considerably larger

but as i look in the mirror again i start to giggle

“oh my god, i look amazing! just need to fix this weird spot in my face then everything will be fine”

i smile and look around as i spot something in the wardrobe

it’s a huge box with a gold stripe across it

it looks pretty expensive so i walk over to the wardrobe and gets it out then put it on the bed

“what is this now?” i say curiously and open the box

the inside of the box is filled with make-up, perfume, and some brushes

“oh goodness…” i say as i grab the brush and walk back over to the mirror and slowly start brushing my messy brown hair

i slowly start brushing my hair and close my eyes as i hum an old song i haven’t heard in ages

with each stroke of the brush my hair grows longer and longer reaching down to my mid-back in the end

i open my eyes and look at my new hair

“maybe i should dye it…i kinda like brown but…i’m a new person, a new woman, i need to change it…and…” i smile and think back to Tina and Catherine who both have blonde hair

“yeah…blonde, just like my sis and my mom…”

i smile proudly to myself as i walk back over to the box again and get out a pair of instant blonde hair dye and slowly applies it to my hair

i let it sit in my hair for 20 minutes and start looking for something to wash the chemicals away with

i look around and i do notice a sink next to the wardrobe

it’s not really ideal but it works i think to myself as i wash out the chemicals on my hair

After washing it for about 5 minutes i walk back to the mirror to see my now new blonde hair

“it looks perfect! its just what i needed!” i smile to myself

and for some reason unbeknownst to me, my hair is now completely dry even though i washed it just moments ago

i then get out the brush again, a curling iron and a straightener

i grab the chair in the room and place it in front of the mirror as i again start to brush my hair and plug in the straightener

after letting it heat up for about 30 seconds i spray some anti heat spray over my hair and start to straighten it

i start to carefully straighten my hair

the hot straightener barely misses my ears as i glide it down my hair

i look over at the curling iron and decide that its enough to just straighten it

it takes about 15 minutes for me to get happy with the results but once i am i turn of the straightener and glide a finger trough my soft hair

“just amazing” i say to myself as i walk back to the box and look into it

“i guess its finally time for the make-up” i giggle to myself as i get out everything i need and put it next to me

i first put on a primer on my face and use a brush to make sure it gets all over my face

then i get the foundation makes sure it matches my skin and starts to gently apply it, i use a sponge to press it in then end with a buffer gently brushing my face

“hmm…oh yes!” i pick up a blush and gently applies it to my cheeks

after that is done i start working on my eyes and eyebrows

first i get out the eyebrow pencil and starts to draw on my eyebrows making sure both sides looks just the same

i then move onto the mascara and carefully applies it to my eye lashes

i finish it up with some dark eyes shadow just to give the boys a little extra

i then get out some expensive perfume and sprays it around me as i move onto the final thing

a bright red lipstick

i look at it with a weird disgust for some reason, like something is telling me to not put it on

for some reason i cant figure out why it is but after looking at the lipstick for a bit i just shrug it of and start to apply it
i start to apply the bright red lipstick on my lips and gently suck them in once im done i can feel my lips getting bigger and fuller, i then turn around and look at myself in the mirror once again

and back looking at me i see a woman

in a white dress, high heels and the face of a goddess

“i look amazing” i blush as i just look at my own reflection

i giggle and blow a kiss to the mirror but i do notice i look a bit naked

“maybe some jewelry would help” i say to myself and look back into the wardrobe

i pick up some earrings, a gold necklace and a bracelet

i put on the earrings and it looks like my ears are already pierced so they fit right into place

next is the bracelet that i just slide on my arm

then lastly its the necklace

a large silver necklace that matches my dress

i carefully put it around my neck and lock into place

“just perfect…wait ? my voice…” my voice had changed from the typical…old male me and now sounded like a woman’s voice…

i just smile at myself in front of the mirror as my hands move up to my breasts and i gently cup then

i wink at myself in the mirror and giggle again

“thats just what they want, Camilla, me and only me”

“a beautiful goddess in a totally different league but i guess if they are kind i might…entertain them”

i strike a few more poses in front of the mirror again

As i once again pose and look myself in the mirror i let a smile slide across my face

“so…Camilla…what do i want to work as…”

“i got an amazing body and it would be a shame to hide it in some desk job but i don’t want to be seen as a whore or a slut”

“i mean model is obvious but i hate the stress and besides, they don’t hire women like me, they just want some young tramp”

“hmmm…” i look around the room as i notice my old clothes, i walk slowly over to them and kneels down as i pick up my t-shirt with my fingers

“oh dear me, to think i wore something that looks like that….what the hell was i thinking…i look like freaking clown”

i kick the other clothes away with my heels and walk back to the mirror again

“just think Camilla” i said to myself

“maybe working in an office….i don’t know…something about it kinda appeals to me…”

i just shrugged and looked at my reflection as usual

i then hear the sound of a door opening and turns around to see Cynthia walking into the room carrying something under her arm

she smiles and looks at me

“my goodness, that is more like it, isn’t it Camilla ?”

“you have no idea” i say back to her

“i sort of do but lets not talk about that, today is about you”

“so, how are you feeling ?”

“im feeling fine, but…”

“but?”

“i got all these memories, and they dont feel like me at all! it feels like they belong to someone else instead

’'oh well, that is obvious isn’t it ?”

“No, its not…”

“i guess if you say so” Cynthia smiles at her

“But Camilla, you aren’t entirely done here”

'oh ?“ i ask in a confused yet excited tone

’'follow me” she says as she leaves the room, me following her and stops in her office

it looks pretty standard except one thing

there is a mirror on the wall that shines with an odd light

“there it is”

“there is what ?”

“my mirror, or dream mirror as i call it”

“Anyone who walks trough it will get their perfect life”

i look at the mirror and slowly close my eyes as i imagine my perfect life

“my perfect life…”

“that’s right and trough that door that life waits for you if you want it Camilla”

i look at Cynthia standing there smiling at me and i take a deep breath and nod

“of course i do”

“then enter but once you do, you will gain new memories to fit with your new life and you will forget all about ever being…well, you were always a woman but those bad memories will be gone”

“oh…and one more thing, your family, friends wont remember you once you walk trough it, everyone you know will forget you and you will forget them”

“R-really?….Tina…Catherine…i’m…i’m going to miss them but this is my life and i need to…i need to do this…”

Cynthia smiles and nods “you are a brave woman Camilla, good luck in your new life”

I smile at her as i walk over and give her a nice long hug before i slowly walk towards the mirror

i touch my hand against it as my hand goes trough the mirror

“my new life…” i say to myself as i walk trough it

After i pass trough the mirror everything turns to black around me and i pass out

An unknown time later i wake up standing in a white unfurnished room

my head hurts a bit as new memories start to flood my mind one by one

i get new memories from my childhood all the way up to the woman i am today

A beautiful, confident, smart and woman who knows what she want

i start to think back and i remember my first day at school

i had short blonde hair, i was wearing a skirt and a pink top with the words “princess” on it…my mom was with me the whole day…

i remember eating lunch when this other girl came up to me…before too long we started to play and in the end we turned into pretty good friends

while i thought back on that i remembered my first crush

i was in sixth grade and a new student had just joined the class….his name was Mark

He had blonde hair, was pretty atlethic for a sixth grader and he had this masculine voice…

i kept stalking him all the time but i never had the courage to talk to him

and when i finally did…he said he already had a girlfriend…i remember being sad for weeks…

i sighed and started to think a few years ahead to the school prom

i wore this beautiful dress my mom had ordered….and i had a date! it was…what was his name ?….i think it was…Stan i think…

he wasnt the cutest guy in the class but he was so nice, he always took responsibility and were really grown up for his age…

i remembered we dancing and he kissed me on my lips at the end of the prom….then the next week he moved away…

“why am i thinking about all those things ? oh my god…im getting all nostalgic” i giggled lowly to myself as i remembered one last thing

my start on my adult life

A woman climbing the ladder in this male dominated world

i started out as a lowly secretary…people looked at me all day just because of the dress code

i remember yelling at the boss for being a dick to me, getting him fired

i slowly worked my way up the ladder and in the end, i was the one calling the orders

“thats right…i forgot to check my emails buuuut, i can do that another time”

“Because there is a world right outside my house and its begging me to see it in all its glory”

i smiled to myself as i slowly walked out of the empty room and out of the strange house as i stood on the sidewalk the sun shone down on me

my blonde hair shining in the sun as i looked around and saw the tall skyscrapers around me

“So, its friday, 15.00 and i am free the whole weekend, i think its time to show the world just what this woman can do’'i giggled to myself and started to walk