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THE GOOD THE BAD AND THE PRETTY
BY PAUL G. JUTRAS
Frank always new he was different. Ever since he was six he thought he
was should have been born a girl. His father had some sort of secret
government work he never talked about and his mother was a housewife.
"Hi Frank," Lesley said as Frank walked up to the house in his faded
jeans and Hawaiian shirt. "Come on in."
"Thanks," Frank said as he followed her down the hall to a pink wall
papered room with a fluffy pink rug and a canopied bed. As he slipped
out of his shirt and shorts, she handed Frank a ruffled pink skirt and
a pink and blue stripe top. Standing a pair of girl's panties and nude
pantyhose, he quickly got dressed and grabbed hold of a blonde hair
girl doll while Lesley took a brown hair male doll.
"I wish I could talk to mom and make her understand that I was meant to
be a girl." Frank continued as he went over to the wooden doll house
Lesley's dad made her and put the doll on a plastic couch. The plastic
TV in front of the doll had a frozen picture of a man and woman with
their arms around one another and kissing.
"I'm sure you'll have the courage some day." Lesley said in her white
shirt and blue skirt.
"I hope so." Frank said as they played for a few hours before Lesley's
parents were due back from work. As they played a game of house, Frank
put a pillow under his top and pretended to be the Lesley's pregnant
daughter in a game of house. Frank then changed back to his own clothes
and headed home where in his red painted room included bunk beds and
some dust and rust covered metal Tonka trucks. "I wonder if I will ever
have the courage."
He took some plastic food and placed them around the different rooms of
the house. He then took his Fisher Price shopping cart and started
going about the house. "My daughter Trixie would like some of this."
Frank said as he took some blue plastic candy bars. Some steak for my
husband, Steve," continued Frank as he got a red plastic steak in the
shopping cart. "Some green fruits and veggies to keep my girlish
figure," he giggled.
"What do you have on?" Frank's mother, Gretchen asked as she walked in
and finished setting her real groceries on the counter. Frank looked
down and noticed that he had forgotten to put his shoes on when he left
Lesley's house. He walked all the way home in his stocking feet and
caused a few holes in his the nylons he secretly bought with his
allowance. "Take those off right now! What do you think you are, some
kind of fairy?"
Since he had ruin his stockings by walking across lawns along the side
of the road home, he threw stockings out and didn't say a word about
the fact he occasionally wore girl's underwear to school or whenever he
wanted to.
When Frank was about to turn eight, he noticed an ad at school that
ballet lessons was going to be given down town. He knew his friends
Lesley, Sandra and Jane were all signing up and would love to do so
too. "What to wear?" Frank thought as he saw in the front window of the
store a white dress with puffy sleeves.
"Mom," said Frank as he stopped in his tracks. "Would you get me that
dress for my birthday?"
"What?" Gretchen said in shock.
"Well I'd like to sign up with Lesley and my other friends for ballet
class and I'd like to wear something nice to the first class." Frank
explained.
"I might have let you sign up as a male ballerina." Gretchen said in a
whisper. She took him by the arm and dragged him off to the car. "You
are not going to prance about stage in a tutu."
As they pulled into the drive way, Frank had heard all he could take
from his mother. He ran into the house and to the kitchen draw. He
pulled out a knife and tried to slice his wrist. As the blade came
close to his skin, laugher came from the empty house. Frank watched as
the blade seemed like rubber.
"What was that?" Frank thought as he went upstairs and checked all
around. He couldn't find anyone in the house. "The house should be
empty."
"Frank?" Gretchen called. He went down the stairs and out the back
door. He took off down the back banking and across the street to the
woods. He walked down the dirt bike trail and collapsed against a tree.
"What is wrong with me?" Frank sniffed, almost in tears. "Why can't I
just be a normal girl?"
A slight wind picked up and a fox showed up from a patch of darkness.
Frank just stared at the fox's beauty with wonder while a feeling of
happiness spread through him.
He then watched as the fox came up and rubbed again him. Frank gave the
fox a rub back and watched it leave. "I've never seen wild animals so
friendly." He thought to himself.
When Frank walked the long way back home, he walked onto the school
play ground. He swung a little while and used the slide. He heard a
noise from the community center next to the school. As he went to a
window, he saw Lesley in a pink Tutu, Sandra in a green one and Jane in
a black one.
"Hey, it's the Fairy!" Jason Strong shouted. He stood with a gang that
came in all shapes and sizes. "Get him!"
"Great." Frank thought as he took off running with Jason and the gang
after him. As Frank ran, the area surrounding him became a blur of
nothing but colors. He felt like he was going as fast as when he rode
in a car. When he looked back over his shoulder, he didn't see the
gang. What he thought he was were colorful butterfly like wings.
Before he could think, he collided with his father, Frank Senior.
"Whoa, big guy." Said his dad. "You're mom sent me to look for you.
Take you home for supper. Whatever the fight you had with her, I'm sure
things will work it self out."
As Frank cringed at the thought of being called Big Guy, he forgot all
about what had happened moments before. He whipped the tears from his
eyes as they went home. "I got tomorrow off work, how about going to
the beach?"
The next day, Frank lay on a blanket in a pair of red trunks and
matching tank top. He loved the water, but hated the sand at the beach.
He often wished the family had it own pool.
"Why don't you take off you shirt and get some sun?" Frank's dad asked.
Frank just remain silent and held back the tears of wanting to have a
sexy body that looked good in a one piece suit or bikini bathing suit.
He watched a teenage woman walked by in a gray top and pink bikini
bottom. She walked with a girl with a gray short over the bottoms of a
blue bikini. That was when an inflatable beach ball rolled up to him.
"Hi, Frank." Lesley said as she ran over and got the ball. She had a
pink bikini. "Want to play volleyball with us?"
Frank looked to see Jane in a navy blue one piece suit and Sandra in
green two piece. Frank smiled and got to his feet with the ball in his
hand. He ran up and joined the others at the net. "I got something for
you," Lesley said.
Lesley pulled some photos from her purse and showed Frank. "I'll come
by and give them to you later today." Lesley said. "I know how much you
wish you could have been part of my slumber party last night after
ballet practice."
"Thanks." Frank said as he said photos of them doing pillow fights and
make up and nails before handing them back to Lesley. "At least you
understand me."
"We all do, girlfriend." Jane said as she gave Frank a hug before they
started the game up again.
As Frank got older he got more depressed about not wearing women swim
suits off and went less and less to the beach. When Frank was fourteen,
he was once again following the laugher he heard when he was alone in
the house. That was when he was in led to his parent's bathroom.
He remembered walking by the open bathroom door when his mother was
shaving her legs and proceeded to do as best as he could remember. As
several nicks and cuts, he gave up with a sigh before returning
downstairs to watch television. He had just sat down before the TV,
when his parents walked into the house.
"What are you doing?" Gretchen asked in a joking tone. "Shaving your
legs?"
Frank just looked pass his mom to his dad with tears in his eyes. He
lowered his head in shame and said nothing as he went to get a band aid
to cover the cuts that were starting to bleed.
Even this didn't stop him from enjoying the school year where he'd sit
with his friends. Lesley and the other girls always had great taste in
clothes. While Frank read Cosmo magazine and walked about which boys in
class were cute, he wish he could get away with wearing such clothes to
school and around the house. Though he still occasionally borrowed some
of Lesley's outfits and a pair of breasts forms he paired Lesley to buy
for him when he did get into her clothes.
When his mother's mom died near Frank's eighteenth birthday, Gretchen
took Frank to the store to buy a suit for him to wear to the funeral.
This was the final straw. "No mom!" Frank said stubbornly. "All my life
I listen to you telling me that dad would never understand me. You've
made it sound like you'd rather have a dead child than a daughter. Now
I'm telling you that you can either accept me or you can have your
"daughter" buried next to your mother."
"You don't mean it!" Gretchen said in shock. The burning eyes from
Frank told her that she meant it. She knew the way he eyed some of his
male co-workers at the super market was the way a woman eyed a man she
thought was cute. "Your not changing your body, you'll make an ugly
woman."
"So you're saying you do want me to kill myself?" Frank asked.
"No." Gretchen said in defeat. "Do you know what you're getting into?"
"Less than he knows." Frank's dad said as he walked up to him. Instead
of his normal clothes, he was wearing fancy robes and had rainbow wings
grown out of his back. "You see, my work for the government isn't for
our government. I'm the fairy king and if Frank wants to become a fairy
princess instead of prince, all he has to do is concentrate and call
upon the power within him."
Frank concentrated and felt warm all over. It was like he was laying by
a fireplace on a winter's night. The warmth started in the center of
his stomach and spread to every in of him. As it spread, he felt
changes. He felt his hair tickling the back of his neck and shoulder
blades, the weight on his chest and emptiness between his legs. When he
opened his eyes, a beautiful red head girl stood where Frank had been
moments before. On his back were beautiful semi-transparent butterfly
like wings of different colors.
"You can made the wings disappear at will as well, Selena." Frank said
as he gave Frank a new name that the new woman approved of. She
concentrated and the wings vanished.
Later, Selena stood at the funeral in a long black dress, black
pantyhose that reflected his red polished toes through open heels, a
black hat with built in veil. The fairy magic allowed Selena to make
all of those she wanted to forget she was ever a guy. For the way
Lesley, Jane and Sandra always treated her, she allowed them to
remember.
During cheer camp in the summer, Selena learned to make pom-poms and
form human pyramids correctly. Her father, Frank was happy that his
daughter was happy and knew that when she was ready, she'd make an
excellent fairy queen. In her heart she was a fairy all along.
THE END
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