"Connor, can you come over here and help me out?"

"Yeah, sure. What do you need?"

"I'm filling up some balloons. Can you hold them for me?"

"Balloons?"

"Yeah, balloons. I need someone to hold them while I'm filling up the next one."

"Yeah, sure, whatever."

Stephanie led Connor to the basement. There was a large leather chair with a headrest that Connor hadn't seen before."

"What's this?"

"A place for you to sit silly."

"What's it doing down here?"

"I haven't found a place for it upstairs. Do you like it?"

"It looks good, but I don't know if it'll fit in with the rest of the furniture."

"Don't worry about it. If I can't find a place, I'll return it. Sit down. See how it feels."

Connor took a seat, pushed back on the back and the feet came up. Soon he was lying back in the chair. He felt a bit woozy, although he didn't feel bad."

"Wait here, I'll get the balloons."

A few moments later, Stephanie reappeared. Connor was wondering where the tank of helium was that would be used to fill the balloons. But before he could say anything, he felt a pressure in his being. It wasn't centered anywhere. When Stephanie rose from behind the chair, she was holding an inflated balloon. It was a light coral color. There was also a string tied to the balloon.

"Here hold this," Stephanie told Connor.

Connor didn't know that the balloon contained one of his traits. It was his 'skepticism'. Stepanie was using the chair to drain Connor's traits one at a time and fill the balloon with these traits.

Connor took the balloon and Stephanie retrieved another trait. For a second time, Connor felt drained. The next trait was Connor's 'suspiciousness'. Stephanie concentrated at first on the traits that would enable Connor to question what was happening to him.

The next trait Stephanie handed to Connor was his 'self-reliance' and after that was his 'willpower'.

Stephanie selected trait after trait from Connor's being. She took his college education. Then the rest of his educational experience from grade 3 to 12.

She took his 'ability to act as a leader', his 'aggression', and his 'ambition'. She took his entire 'masculinity' leaving him only residual 'feminity' in his personality.

She took his 'knowledge of gender'. From that moment on, not only didn't he know whether he was male or female, he didn't know there was such a thing as a gender difference. Se took his 'emotional maturity' as well as his 'maturity' in general.

When she was finished, Connor was completely dependent on Stephanie. He would do anything she asked.

"Come let's get you changed."

Connor followed meekly behind her. Connor wasn't unhappy. He didn't know anything was wrong, not that he could resist Stephanie if he was capable of suspicion..

In the bedroom, Stephanie instructed Connor to take off his clothes. He stripped in front of her. He didn't have any modesty. He would strip in front of anyone.

Stephanie gave Connor a pair of pink ruffled panties. Connor stepped into them.

Then she gave him a matching cami. He gave Stephanie the balloons to make it easier to put the top on.

Cotton white tights came next, then a lilac and pink horse print ruffle party dress with puff sleeves and Peter Pan collar.

She returned the balloons to him as she put a pair of black maryjane shoes on his feet and buckled the straps. Connor did everything that Stephanie wanted him to do. He didn't have any feelings about any of this.

Connor had always had somewhat long hair, Stephanie tied it into a ponytail.

Inside the balloons were scores of Connor's traits. As long as he had them, they could be returned to him.

"Connor," Stephanie told him, "little Marcy from next door is having a birthday party. Bring these balloons over and give them to all the party guest."

Connor did as he was told.

End.