My name is Joe Pistone and I am a Special Agent with the FBI. I have been with the bureau for ten years and I was expecting a promotion to a senior position. I was about to have my review with the boss and I was getting excited about it.

"Please take a seat," Director Smith said to me.

I sat down and looked at him with a smile on my face.

"I've been reviewing your file and you have been doing a great job," he said.

"Thank you, sir," I replied.

"It's odd to call you a rising star at the ten-year mark, but I can't think of a better way to say it," he said.

"Thank you again, sir. I was hoping this meeting would be about advancing my career," I said.

"It's interesting that you say that because I have a special assignment for you," he said.

"Oh," I said, sounding a little disappointed.

"No, no, this is good news, and at the end of this assignment, you will be promoted to a leadership position," he said.

"Wow, that's great," I replied, a little relieved. "Thank you."

"I knew you would be perfect for this," he said.

"Actually, you haven't told me what it is," I said.

"Oh yes, of course, we want you to get us information and build a case against the Bonnano Crime Family," he said.

"You want me to go undercover with the mob?" I asked, "Haven't the last few agents who tried to do that, uh..."

"Yes, they disappeared and are assumed to be dead," he said. "This is a little different."

"Oh good, I'm happy to help the team, but I don't want to die," I said.

"Of course not. We don't want any of our agents to die; that's why you won't be going in as Joe," he said.

"Okay?" I asked, curiously.

"You'll be going in as Donna, Donna Brasco," he said.

"Sir?" I questioned.

"Think about it, when we send a man in they get suspicious right away and that's when bad things happen. If we send a woman in they'll have no idea what she's there to do," he said.

"Then why me? Why not send in a woman?" I asked.

"A couple of reasons," he said. "First off, there's no woman as experienced as you."

"And?" I asked.

"You know how it is nowadays with all the lawsuits. If we sent a woman in and something went wrong, the bureau could be held liable, plus the public relations nightmare," he said.

"So you're asking me to dress up like a woman and seduce a member of the family to get information?" I asked.

"Not just a member, the boss, John Bonnano, who they call Sonny," he said.

"I appreciate your confidence in me, but how on earth will I do that? I don't look like a woman and know nothing about getting a man to like me," I said.

"Listen, its fine if you don't want to do it. I can offer it to someone else," he said.

"I think that might be best," I said. "Maybe there's another agent who is a little more, uh, feminine, who can pull this off," I suggested.

"I'm sure I can find someone. I just wanted to offer this to you first. You'll go back to your normal caseload and we can reassess your promotion in five years," he said.

"Five years?!" I questioned loudly.

"Well yeah, you know how I reward good team players. It's no problem. I'll hold no ill will towards you. I just thought you were the one," he said.

He had me.

"I am the one," I said. "It's just..."

"So you'll do it?" he asked.

"Yes, I'll do it, but you're gonna have to give me more information and make me look good. Like I said, earlier, I don't want to die," I said.

"Don't worry," he said, "Once our team gets you prepared, you won't even recognize yourself."

"That's a relief," I said.

"Why don't you take the rest of the day off and enjoy yourself. Come in at the normal time tomorrow and we'll get started on your transformation," he said.

"Transformation?" I asked.

"Yeah, to change you into Donna. We have the maximum time for the mission set at one year. You won't have to be her longer than that. Everything will be totally reversible, and if you're able to get the evidence faster than that, you can change back into Joe sooner," he said.

"Is that all?" I asked.

"I almost forgot. In addition to having everything taken care of for you financially for the year, you'll continue to be paid your salary. We will have your bank add Donna Brasco as a joint account holder on your account so she can draw funds. In addition to that the bureau will be putting a $250,000 bonus in a one-year CD in a joint account. That way the money will have gained interest by the end of the mission," he said.

"Wow, that's great. Thank you, sir," I said.

"Of course, Joe, I'm happy to do it, or should I call you Donna?" he said.

"Maybe you should. I'm gonna have to get used to that," I said.

"Don't worry, our team is the best. They'll get you, well her, ready for everything," he said, standing up and sticking his hand out.

I shook his hand and said, "I guess the next time I see you, I'll look a little different."

"I look forward to it," he said.

I walked out of his office and went to mine. I picked up my briefcase and headed to the parking garage. On my way home, I was nervous. Did I really just agree to become a woman and insert myself in the most dangerous crime family on the planet? It certainly would be a challenge.

I was an only child and had only a couple of close friends. I called them and told them I had some exciting news. Without going into specifics, I said that I would be going undercover for a while and wouldn't be able to speak to them. I assured them that everything was great and at the end of my mission, I would be receiving a big promotion and raise. They were all happy for me. My friends invited me to hang out for one last time, and I was excited to blow off some steam.

I woke up the next morning and went to the office as usual. There was a female agent named Emily waiting for me in my office. She gave me some papers to sign, and I did so without reading them. I typically did not do things like this, but I trusted my boss and was ready to get things started. Emily handed me a pill and told me to swallow it. I didn't know what it was, but within a few minutes, I felt completely relaxed. I closed my eyes, and that's the last thing I remembered.

I woke up as I felt a bright light shining in my eyes and a rapid beeping. I was groggy, and my whole body felt sore. I tried to pick my head up, but I was struggling to do so. I looked dow,n and I could see an impression of something on my chest. I went to move my left arm, but I found that it was tied to the bed.

I repeated the attempt with my right arm. Not only was it restrained too, there was an IV taped to the bend of my arm. My nails were longer than usual, and they were painted in a light pink polish.

"Hello?" I yelled out.

Quickly, I heard Emily rush in, along with a nurse.

"Hi, Donna!" Emily said.

"Hi," I said in a feminine voice. "Hi, hello," I repeated, confused by the sound of my own voice.

"Just relax and let the nurse check everything out. If she gives the okay, we can take out the IV and remove those pesky restraints," she said.

The nurse spent five minutes checking all my vitals. She looked in my eyes and inside my mouth. She nodded at Emily, and Emily nodded back. The nurse removed the IV and set my arms free. Then she raised the motorized hospital bed until I was in a sitting position.

Emily pulled a chair over to the bed. A little more coherent now, I was able to take a look around. I was in a girly looking bedroom and definitely not a hospital room. The walls were white with a hint of pink in random areas, and all of the furniture was white. Then it hit me: this was my bedroom.

"Emily, what's going on?" I asked, "What did you do to me? What did you do to my bedroom?"

"I'll do the easy one first. We transformed Joe's condo into Donna's. All of Joe's things are in storage, on the department's dime of course. We couldn't have you living in a guy's apartment now, could we? It had to look the part like you do," she said.

"Speaking of that, I can feel a huge weight on my chest, and my body is sore," I said.

"You've been in that bed for a week to recover. I guess that's what happens when you don't move for that long," she said. "Why don't I help you up. Let's walk over to the mirror, and I'll explain everything," she said.

I gently swung my legs off the bed, and with Emily's help, I stood up. She held onto my arm and led me over to the full-length mirror that was now part of my bedroom furniture. Before we got too close, she told me to close my eyes. She reached behind me and untied my gown.

"Now remember, everything is reversible," she said. "Open your eyes."

I opened them and said, "Holy shit!"

I checked out my face first, and I actually looked like a beautiful woman. I had long brown hair, which replaced my shorter men's haircut. My green eyes seemed brighter somehow and my face just seemed more feminine. My ears were pierced and there were dangly gold earrings hanging from my lobes. Then I looked down. I knew from the weight that they had given me breast implants, but when I saw my smooth crotch, I freaked.

"You said everything was reversible!" I yelled.

"Correct," she said.

"But my, you know, you cut it off!" I said.

"No, all of you is still in there," she said.

"That's a relief," I said.

"Why don't you let me explain everything we did so you don't freak out anymore," she said.

"Okay," I said.

"First, we implanted a device on your vocal cords to make your voice sound feminine.

Next, we gave you hair extensions that match your natural color. You can wash your hair like normal without fear of it coming off. Then we did some very light botox on your face and lips to make it look softer. Without some repeated maintenance, you would go back to normal," she said.

"Okay, so far so good," I said.

"Next, we had all the hair lasered off of your body. This is another temporary measure, as hair will grow back eventually. For now, you won't have to worry about any pesky shaving. Then, our plastic surgeon inserted C cup breast implants. Again, they are totally removable, assuming you want us to take them out," she said.

"Yes, I want to go back to Joe when this is all over with," I said.

She reached around me and started to rub my breasts. When she pinched my nipple I felt my whole body get goosebumps and my dick throbbed. This minor stimulation felt amazing, and I was also happy to confirm that my manhood was still intact.

"Are you sure about that?" She said, jokingly.

"Yes," I moaned.

"Think about how good it will feel when your man is sucking on them!" she said.

"Oh, I don't know about that," I said.

She let my comment go and continued, "Next we gave you a bit of a tummy tuck a butt lift, and lastly we gave you a synthetic vagina."

"And how does that work?" I asked.

"I can have the doctor explain it in detail if you want, but basically it works almost like a real one. You'll have to sit to pee, just like a regular girl, and when you have sex, it will be able to be penetrated just like a real one. We've done testing on it and so far no one has been able to tell it is anything but a natural one," she said.

"Yeah, I'm not really concerned with the sex stuff," I said.

"That's up to you of course. I know you outrank me, but can I speak frankly?" she asked.

"Of course, I'm standing here naked in front of you with my new female body. I think we're past pleasantries," I said.

"You are aware what this mission entails, right? In order to get close to Sonny, you're probably going to have to do things you never expected to do," she said.

"Yeah, I know, it's just weird hearing you talk about them," I said.

"Well, it's my job to get you comfortable with those things. Besides it's not like he would really be going inside you and I've been told that stimulation rubbing against your penis may be pleasurable," she said.

"Can we change the subject and talk about that later?" I said, a little embarrassed.

"Of course. Let me explain what the next steps are," she said.

"Yes, please," I said.

"With the help of a few agents, we are going to give you a crash course in how to act like a woman. We are going to show you how to dress and how to do makeup. Then we will show you little things like how to sit like a lady and walk in heels. Lastly, we will show you how to behave around men. I assume you don't know anything about these things," she said.

"That's right," I said, "I've got the body, so please teach me what I need to know. I'd like to get this assignment over with as soon as possible," I said.

"That's the spirit!" she said.

"Before we start, I really need to pee first," I said.

"You don't have to ask for my permission, especially with things like that," she said. "Plus, this can be lesson one."

She took my hand and led me to the bathroom located inside my bedroom.

"Oh, you're coming with me?" I asked.

"Yes, girls go to the bathroom together. You should get used to that," she said.

I walked into my bathroom, and I was greeted with a gentle floral aroma. They had totally redone my bathroom. It had a fresh coat of paint with flowers on the walls. Gone were all of my razors and men's products. They were replaced by all types of lotions and creams.

"Wow, you guys really went all out," I said.

"We girls need to take care of our skin. Moisturizing is important, but we'll get to that later," she said. "Don't you have some business to take care of?"

I lifted the toilet seat and reached down towards my crotch. For the first time, I felt that there was nothing there and I laughed. Emily laughed, too. I put the toilet seat down and turned around to sit down. Since I was focused on my new boobs and vagina I hadn't paid attention to my legs. They really looked amazing all smooth leading down to my matching pink toenails.

"What do I do?" I asked.

"Just go like you normally do," she said.

I relieved myself, and to tell the truth, it wasn't much different. She told me to make sure always to keep myself clean down there, and she would show me other ways to do that later.

"Now let's get you dressed. My partner Sam is on her way over to help," she said.

We walked over to my new dresser. She opened the top drawer and my eyes were hit with a rainbow of colors. They had probably bought me every color bra that existed. Then she opened the second drawer which contained matching panties, most of them thongs. She told me there were thirty sets so I wouldn't have to worry about laundry too often. Next was a drawer filled with stockings and garter belts. The fourth drawer had nighties and what she called sexy sleepwear. Then she opened the bottom drawer and it took me by surprise.

"What are those?" I asked, knowing exactly what they were.

"This is your toy drawer. I wanted you to be prepared. There's a couple of different sized dildos, vibrators, and butt plugs if you want to practice. Since you won't be able to reach your dick, playing with these may be the only way you are able to achieve an orgasm on your own for the next year," she said.

"I know you mentioned vaginal sex, but what's with the butt plug?" I asked.

"That's incase the vaginal sex doesn't get you there. You have a special part in your ass that other girls don't have. The most foolproof way for you to cum would be through anal penetration," she said.

"I can tell you for sure that nothing is going in my ass!" I said.

"Again, that's up to you. My job was to get you prepared for all scenarios," she said. "Now let's get you into your first bra and panties."

She picked out a black set, size 36C bra and matching medium thong. She put my arms through the loops and clasped it in the back. I was immediately relieved by the unfamiliar weight on my chest lessening. It was unusual to have thin satin straps on my bare shoulders, but she assured me I would get used to it. If that was strange, the feeling of the tiny thong going up my legs and resting between my cheeks took the cake. I had no idea how girls walked around all day with a string up their butt.

Emily led me to my closet, which contained a ton of dresses, blouses and skirts. We agreed on a simple white cotton dress with a small black satin strip around the waist. It had a vee cut to it, so it showed off my cleavage. She had me step into a short-heeled sandal that showed off my toenails. Heel practice would be later.

She led me into my new living room. Like the bedroom, it had been totally transformed to look nothing like a man used to live here. While I had brown leather couches and a big TV, Donna had cute white couches with a smaller TV flanked by bookcases. The room definitely had a feminine feel.

"While we wait for Sam, why don't I give you some more information about Donna," she said.

"Okay," I replied.

She reached over onto the coffee table and picked up a beige leather purse. "This is your purse. I only got you one, but if you don't like it, you can get different ones," she said.

"I never thought about having a purse, so I'm sure this is fine," I said.

She pulled out a matching wallet and showed it to me. "Here is your new license. Donna Brasco, 5'6", Brown Hair, Green Eyes. You have a debit card and two credit cards, plus two hundred dollars in cash," she said.

"Okay," I said.

Next, she pulled out a phone with a pink case on it and handed it to me. "Open your bank app," she said.

It took me a second to operate the phone with my new, longer nails, but I finally got it.

"So you can see there are three accounts with Donna as the primary. Joe is listed as a secondary on internal bank records, so if anyone were to see the bank details in your phone, they would only see Donna's name. Your savings account balance is the same, but your checking has an additional $10,000 in it. This is for your expenses like food, clothes, gas, etc. Each month, we'll deposit another $10k in it," she said.

"Wow, okay, you guys thought of everything," I said.

"I'm not done. Your weekly check will go into your savings. The deposit will come from one of our shell companies. You wouldn't want the transactions to say US Government. I would recommend not touching that since we're covering your expenses, but that's your call. Lastly, click on that third account," she said.

I clicked it.

"That's your $250,000 CD bonus that matures one year from today. That means you can't touch it until then," she said.

"Yeah, I know how those work," I said.

"We're also handling your rent and utilities so you can focus on your mission and not worry about paying bills," she said.

"This all sounds great," I said.

"Now for today; Sam should be here any minute. She will do your hair and makeup. She is going to take her time and explain everything so you can learn to do it on your own. She will come by every day with the goal being that you won't need her by the end of the week. Then we will begin Phase One," she said.

"And that would be?" I asked.

"The three of us are going to the grocery store to buy some food for lunch," she said.

"That sounds simple enough," I said.

"Then Phase Two will be tonight when we doll you up in a cute dress, stockings, and heels, and we go out to dinner," she said.

"That sounds a little harder, but I guess if you want me to swim, you should just throw me in the water," I said.

"That's my girl!" she said.

There was a knock at the door, and Emily let Sam in.

"Wow, Donna, you're beautiful," she said.

"Thanks, I guess," I said.