Paul decides to use his diminutive build and androgynous features to exploit the Femboy streamer craze. He had no desire to be a girl, but there seemed to be a lot of money to be made pretending to be one. Unknown to Paul, he has caught the attention of Marcus Howard, wealthy eccentric, who lures Paul into ever increasing femininity.

Chapter 3: Rising Action

Paul soon realized that getting acrylic nails not only made his hands look more feminine, but that they required a more feminine use of them to accommodate them. More than that though, they'd make him look silly dressed in guy clothes.

The long, exaggerated nails definitely changed things far more than he had anticipated. And though they made using his hands awkward at first, he was a bit surprised at how quickly he adapted to them.

Sensing that the next step would be admitting to himself that there was no turning back, he took a long, deep breath and leaned back into the comforting grip of his gaming chair. The responsive lumbar support cushions held him effortlessly, as if they sensed his anxiety and were there to comfort him in his moment of decision.

While he was embraced by the chair, he allowed himself to think about all the small details that had brought him to this point.

He thought back to the first time he'd worn a skirt in front of his webcam, the daring plunge he'd taken, the trembling anticipation of revealing his then-nascent femboy persona, the reactions of his viewers - and how their overwhelming approval had pushed him further and further down the road of femininity.

He was no longer surprised to look in the mirror and see a girl looking back. To be honest with himself, he was finding it ever more natural to be Paula. And as he continued to grow more comfortable living as Paula, he let himself sink deeper and deeper into his burgeoning femininity.

With every passing day, the transformation seemed to accelerate, not just in terms of appearance, but in mindset as well.

Paul knew that it was only a matter of time before the line that separated his male and female personas would become indistinguishable. The alchemy that had been set in motion by his intentional embracing of a more feminine appearance was beginning to affect his essence at a primal level.

Of the chat mob, no one re-enforced his blossoming femininity more than Ashley Johnson. Every major step he took was at her behest. And now, she had convinced him to start HRT. Overcoming his initial reluctance at such a step with dogged determination and allaying his concerns there'd be no turning back once begun.