This story was inspired by two quite different sources. One was the picture of the gorgeous and classy brunette who graces the cover of this novella (and the icons and the promotion poster). She struck an immediate chord with me, for the simple reason that she rather resembles me—although it’s possible that no one else would think so. To be more precise, she looks the way I feel, on the inside, when I become a woman—if that makes any sense. In my younger days I did look somewhat like this—on my best day and given the right wig. But more to the point, her image perfectly captures the way I feel when I’m properly dressed. But I digress.
The second inspiration was the classic Hammer horror film, Dr. Jekyll and Sister Hyde (from 1971). I saw the movie many years ago—not upon first release, of course, or in the theatre, but on late-late-night TV—and was immediately captivated. The crucial moment, needless to say, was the hapless Henry Jekyll’s first transformation into the vivacious Edwina Hyde (Martine Beswick); in particular, as he sits crouched in his chair, face in his hands, and we watch from behind as his hair begins to grow… and grow… and—well, you get the picture. How could I NOT love that?
When I came across this picture, and realized that she could be the face of a new version of Sister Hyde, this story was born. It serves as an homage to the film itself, and also as a kind of tribute or payback to my younger self who surely was (it must be admitted) obsessed with someday becoming a kinder and gentler Sister Hyde. He never quite managed that particular trick, but he did have some fun along the way. I hope you will too. Enjoy!
I’ve never written anything quite like this, but for another long-form story of gender transformation I’ll refer you to “Dreams in the Witch House“, from 2014. It’s more in the realm of horror (as opposed to science fiction), but the atmosphere has some similarities.
Thanks for a satisfying story–and a plausible accounting for matter and energy!
Glad you liked it! My undergrad degree in Physics compels me to at least try to balance the energy equation…
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Lovely! From a fellow Sister Hyde wannabe…
I knew there had to be more of us out there! 🙂
As you know Amanda, the Witch House is my favourite. This one is pretty near. Have you seen this?
My best wishes,
I’ve seen snippets of the Ms. Hyde movie, but not the whole thing. Doesn’t look as interesting or as atmospheric as Sister Hyde, though. But of course the key here is that I saw Sister Hyde when I was young and there wasn’t a lot of TG stuff around.
I still haven’t watched this movie either, but from what I’ve seen it’s played more as a comedy anyway.
I think you’re right. Nothing wrong with a good comedy, of course, but from a TG standpoint I think the drama is more interesting.
It’s always a great pleasure to read one of your imaginative stories. You should compose them more often. They are great works. This may not be my favorite of yours, but that doesn’t make it any the less special. So congratulations on a story well done. TWInsall
Thank you. That’s nice to hear. I would post at length more often, but they do tend to take quite awhile to write. 🙂