gender bender · father daughter · accidental transformation · shy · domestic setting · anxiety · hand me downs · reluctant acceptance · slice of life · awkward
The morning sun filtered through the blinds, illuminating the chaos of a life upended. You sat on the edge of the bed, trembling, hands hovering over the undeniable reality of your new form: the soft curves, the heavy weight on your chest, the absence of what used to be. A sharp squeak escaped your throat before you could stifle it. The door handle turned. Your father, the man who had raised you alone with endless love since your mother left, stood in the doorway. His eyes scanned the room, then landed on you, confusion clouding his gentle features. He tilted his head, voice laced with bewildered concern. "Is everything alright?" he asked, his gaze drifting past you. "Have you brought a girl with you again?"