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All of the "legal" stuff for any story applies here, you've read enough of these to know the rules. Zero Tolerance (c.2005) by That ONE Guy. It was a typical early fall afternoon in coastal California. Lindsey Patterson was on the phone in her room, making plans to double date with her best friend, and two guys from their high school. "Okay, Nikki, that's great! I'm sure Dad'll let me go, once I tell him that we're "having a girls night out. You know him, I mention that, and he doesn't want anything to do with it. Alight, see ya later." She hung up. Lindsey looked over herself in the mirrior of her bedpost. "Josh'll be all mine," she said to herself, looking a bit wanton in the mirror. The girl reflected in the mirror was a reasonably attractive girl of 16, with an innocent angelic face, with a healthy tone, with deep blue eyes, and a firm gymnast's body that was filling in nicely for her age. She was tall, standing at 5'8", but what stood out was her firey mane of red hair. --- She gotten her bath, hoping to be already on the way out, if she saw her father. After being ready, Lindsey snuck to the front of the house, scurrying to get to the door. "Lindsey." "Lindsey, I can hear you." "Oh, what is it, Dad?" This is exactly what she dreaded. She watched as her father waked towards her, eyeing her. "Going anywhere?" He watched for signs of hesitation. "To Nikki's" she confidently answered. "No where else?" He smiled. "No, Dad!" Lindsey answered exasperatedly. "Not even on a date later?" Lindsay's eyes got wide. "Um-huh." "How?" She meekly asked." "Just because. Heh. Just because. So, do you mind hanging up those keys?" His daughter was easy to figure out. She was a great kid, and it was his job to make sure she stayed that way. "Oh, Dad, C'mon!" Lindsey cried. "That's not fair! I just got this car! I wanna use it!" She pouted. "You desreve it, but you need to be more careful. If I let you date seeing as that you JUST got your first car, you'll go crazy, running arond with some boy all day, every day." "That won't happen, Dad, I promise, beside you just said I deserve it, right?" She sweetly smiled for effect. "I know, because if you want to get together tonight, it'll happen here." "Dad!" "Hear me out, first Sweetie." Lindsey calmed slightly. "You can go out, and do whatever it was, but I need you in at 9 PM sharp. You can have your friends over, until Midnight. I will take them home." Lindsey thought about it...it sucked, it sucked hard! It would still be light at 9 PM! She wouldn't be able to do anything with Josh. It would be no different than if she didn't have a car at all. "Can I stay out a little longer, Dad? Haven't I always been a good girl?" She rested her head against her father's chest. "Yes, you have, and I love you, that's why I simply cannot allow you to be out all night." He pushed Lindsey back gently, holding her shoulders. She'd began to tear "I know you hate me right now, but this is one of those things you'll understand in the future, Sweetie. Please come back at 9." He kissed her on the forehead. --- Charles had watched his daughter leave, in a sad mood. She just didn't understand. A girl, so young, so impressionable, with a newly acquired car could lead to alot of trouble. She was still an unexperienced kid behind the wheel, and that's adding to the problems that a female has to face in public anyway. This is his little girl, he could not take the chance. She'd hate him for a while, but she'd be safe at home tonight. He believed that amount of freedom was well more than enough for a 16 year old girl. Some girls have uncaring parents, and allow them to do whatever they want. Those are the girls that end up young mothers, and un graduated. Charles would not have this of Lindsey. He raise her as best he could, at any cost. He'd promised it to her mother, his wife that passed away soon after she was born. --- Lindsey drove to her best friend Nikki's, in a dejected, sour mood. "He doesn't understand! I know everything that I need to know! I have to have more freedom than this! I'm not a little Pokemon watching kid anymore!" She couldn't figure her father out. Why were dads always so protective of their daughters? "If he was my Mom, or I was a boy, I'd be able to do it all, I bet! OOOOHHHH!!!!!!" She screamed in her car. She arrived at Nikki's. Stepping out of her Dodge Stratus, she walked to the door, trying to release the steam, before seeing Nikki. She rang the doorbell. "Lindsay! Good to see you." Nikki's mother answered. "Hi Miss S." She answered. Ms. Salvatore was like an aunt to Lindsey. "Something wrong?" Lindsey sighed. "Dad...he won't let mrstay out past 9 on a Saturday, can you believe that?!" "I believe he loves you, and doesn't want to see the one lady left in his life gone. Poor guy." It was obvious that Ms. Salvatore liked her dad, but her dad was too much a career man, thanks to the passing of Lindsey's mother. "Uhh....I'm gonna go see Nikki." "She's upstairs." With that, Lindsey went to see Nikki. --- "Hey." Greeted Nikki, as they hugged. "I got bad news, Nikki. We gotta cancel the boys." "Why?" "Because of my dad. He won't let me stay out past 9 tonight, and if we do anything later it has to be at my house, probably with him peeking in on us. It's going to be so lame now!" "We still have like the whole day, don't we?" "He messed my mood, Nikki. I just don't want to anymore, Okay. Call the boys, tell em we're sorry, and we'll see 'em at school." "Oh..okay, so, anything you wanna do?" Nikki asked, thinking,' just great!' "I figure we can hang here, or whatever." "That's SOOOO boring!" "It's not my fault my dad is so lame! He knows I'm old enough to handle this kind of thing! If I was a boy, this wouldn't happen! Dad's tell their sons how to get girls, for crying out loud." "You got a point, Lyn." The two girls looked on the Internet via Firefox browser, on Nikki's PC, checking out a few myspace accounts, and other various pages. They did a few searches on eBay. One random search returned a pecuiliar item. On the screen was a medallion, a cheap looking thing, but something about it looked...important. The title of the item was "Medallion of Zulo" and the item had just been posted. The buy it now price was $20, and the beginning bid was $0.99. Noone had yet bid. "Nikki, open up a new tab, and Google "Medallion of Zulo". Nikki did so, and quite alot of results were retuned. Some pages were speculation, some were supposed accounts of what it did, and some were about it's creation, and history. Every page had a common denominator, and soon they'd read enough to know exactly how to use it, if it all were true. It was a very, very long shot, but hey. They'd went ahead and puurchased this "Medallion of Zulo" at the $20 buy now price, and paid the $5 shipping. "It'll be interesting if that thing comes, and works like all those sites said." Said Nikki. "$25 for that kind of power, and legend? I just did it because I have the money. What we didn't spend going with the guys, I feel like I can blow, even if that medallion is b.s.." Lindsey prepared to leave about 8:30, to go home. She said she'd stop over when the item came, if it came. "Bye Miss S, later Nikki." --- Lindsey had arrived about 10 minutes early, and unsuprisingly, her dad was watching the window, like the paternal hawk that he was. "Oh, Dad." She grumbled, as she made her way to the house." "Hello, Sweetie." "Yeah." "No buddies?" "Why would I, there would've been like no point. Nobody wants to stop doing suff and be in before dark. I just cancelled." She sighed, maybe a session of Nintendo DS, and Nintendogs would get her mind off of it. "You still had 8 hours. It wouldn't have been that bad. Look, I know you want more space, but you have to atleast think of where I'm coming from. You're my little girl, you're 16. You are mature and responsible for your age, but many girls who are on the right track get pre occupied, and lose focus. You could start caring more about boys, staying out, and driving, than your education, then what?" "I'm gonna do that because a few others have?" "That's not what..." "YES IT IS, that's exactly what you're saying!!!" She began to cry. "Just go get some sleep, and you'll have had time to cool off." There would be no reasoning with her tonight, especially if she felt that HE ruined her day. --- The next morning, Lindsey was finishing her laundry, when her father walked past. "Good morning." Charles said, looking for her reaction. "Morning." She replied, nonchalantly. "Are you still mad, sweetie? "No...not at all. You did it for me, right?" Lindsey smiled. "Right." Chales warmly agreed. The day had passed slowly, with Lindsey in anticipation of getting her medallion soon. She was just like a little kid, restless. She spent most of the day on the phone with Nikki. --- The following Monday morning at school, NIkki greeted Lindsey, "Hey Lyn, how'd it go, that night with your Dad?" "Meh...he is a sexist..he thinks that I can't defend myself, or am stupid, or will wreck, or will otherwise do something stupid. I know what I'm going to do with that medallion." "Oh?" "Yeah..I'm gonna turn him into a little boy, and then I'm going to be an older guy..maybe him, so I can have his license and stuff..." "You're serious, aren't you???" She could precically see the vindictiveness pouring from her friend. 'Maybe getting a car isn't a good idea, if it does this to you' Nikki thought. "Of course, going in at 9:00 on a friggen Saturday is like lame. I'm 16, little kids stay out longer than that. This'll keep happening until I show him up. He'll be the kid, and I'll show him that I can take care of it all." "Um, yeah. You know, when you change him back you're gonna be grounded till you're his age, right?" "I'll make him promise me that he won't, or he can stay a kid forever." Lindsey chuckled. "It isn't that serious is it?" Nikki was getting a little worried. "Sure, this is highschool. Look, just call me when it comes in, I'll stay over, or something." "Okay, I'll see you then." "Later." Lindsey lightly hugged Nikki, and departed to her classes. --- Later that day, Lindsey had recieved the call, and told her dad that she'd stay at Nikki's, and would go to school from there. She said hello to Ms.Salvatore, and was asked about her father, as usual from Ms.Salvatore. She finally got to Nikki's room. "Ugh. Why does your mom like my dad? Ewwww!" Nikki giggled. It was true, her mom has a liking for Mr.Patterson (Charles), but he seemed a bit thick, to notice, or even care, that the lovely Italian maiden had a highschool crush on him. "It's cute!" "Sure. So, where is it?" Nikke pulled out the medallion. As the stories, and pictures told, it was an un impressive piece. Really seeing it, they were still skeptical. "Looks like garbage." "It's supposed to." As described, it was cheap looking, and had the picture of an angel, about to grant a wish. "Well, what are we gonna do with it?" Nikki asked. "We're gonna test it....with THIS." Lindsey produced a 56 GGG joke bra. "It's brand new, so you won't get anybody else's boobs. They'll be yours, but this size." "Mine? Why me? I don't want boobs that big!!!" Nikki almost shouted, her eyes wide in shock. "I can't possibly do it. Remember, it's only 12 hours, then you're normal again. If we do this now, you can change back before school in the morning. It's only 6:30." "If we do this, I can't go outside!!! You do it!" "We'll just stay in." "The weather's great. I don't wanna miss it." "The weather's always great. C'mon Nikki." "Okay, okay." Nikki grabbed the bra, and the chain of the medallion. She rubbed the bra across the medallion. She then touched the medallion. "Hey." She felt a jolt of electricity, but nothing else. "It was a waste, Lyn." Nikki sat it on the bed. "Guess so." Lindsey agreed. She picked it up to look at it. She also felt a jolt. "Nikki!" your boobs!!" Nikki looked down, she felt them straining her her 34 B bra, and they seemed to be getting heavier by the minute. "My boobs! It works!!" She looked at Lindsey. "You...you're changng, Lyn!" Lindsey took survey of herself. Her fiery red hair was turning the same raven black that Nikki's was. She knew that she was getting shorter, and she knew that when this was over she'd go from her tall 5'8" willowy frame, to Nikki's 5'4", slightly more "feminine" frame. Her blue eyes, gave way to Nikki's brown ones, and her slightly angular face gave way to Nikki's rounder face. A few minutes later sat a topless Nikki, with huge 56 GGG breasts. Lindsey was still changing, but they knew she'd be a carbon copy of Nikki. Lindsey did, infact turn into a copy of Nikki, but minus the large breasts. "I got lucky, there didn't I, mams" Lindsey said in Nikki's voice. "Ha ha." Nikki wasn't amused. "Guess it works, Lyn. Wow, to see myself like this." "To see you like that!" Lindsey pointed to Nikki's bare breasts. "How do they feel?" "Like I have two midgets on my chest." She felt them. "Hey, take your stirt off, Lyn." That she did. She sat on the bed next to Nikki, and they began to compare the copy to the original with the inflated breasts. They spent the rest of the day in Nikki's room, taking pictures of both on Nikki's digital camera. They lounged around taking about the change, and even felt each other's breasts to compare. When dinnertime rolled around, Lindsey, as a normal breasted Nikki, got both plates telling Nikki's mom that "She and Lyn were eating upstairs." --- Came the next morining, they'd both been able to chage back, as predicted. They left, with Lindsey taking the medallion with her. "Later Ms.S! Love you!" "By Mom, see ya when I get home!" "Have a good day at school, and be safe! Tell your Daddy Hi for me, Lyn!" Nikki's mom shouted. "Sure." On the way to school Lindsey began, "That was something else, wasn't it?" "Yeah. But, I don't ever want the boobage like athat again! It feels good to have these back!" She cupped her young pert B cup breasts. "So, is your dad going to be a kid today?" "Oh, Nikki, you know it," Lindsey smirked. "Remember, that medallion has it's way of getting lost. You don't want him to end up a boy forever, do you! A kid can't pay the bills." "But I can, if I'm him." "Okay, but be careful. I need you." "Me too Nikki." They parked. "I'll see you when school lets out." "Right." --- It was after dinner, and Lindsey was getting ready to put her plan in motion. She had the garment of clothes she bought earlier, and the medallion on the floor, next to her bed, opposite the side she got out of. She sat her watch for 1:00 to make sure that her father was asleep. --- Lindsey was awaken by her watch. It was time. Charles had nothing to hide from his daughter, so he always slept with his door open. The least he'd ever wear were long pajama bottoms, and an unbuttoned pajama shirt. Lindsey knew this, so she'd have her opening. She grabbed the medallion by the chain, and the garment she selected. She rubbed the garment on the medallion, and porceeded to tip-toe through the hallway. She made it to her dad's room. Now, being even more careful, she moved in closer. There was her father, sleeping, with his shirt slightly unbuttoned. 'Just enough room' Lindsey held the medallion over her father's chest. His head moved, Lindsey tensed up. Calming, she lowered it onto his chest. He jerked slightly. She feared that he might wake up, but he didn't. "Phew" She snuck out of the room, and went back to sleep saying, "Dad, you have no idea." --- "Aaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!" A high pitched scream rang out. Lindsey got right up an ran to father's room. "Lindsey!!!!!" A teenaged girl screamed out. "Who are you!? Why are you wearings Dad's pajamas, and where is he??" Lindsey, knew the answers, but had to play it off. 'So, this is what my dad would look like if he were a 15 year old girl...Pretty cute.' She laughed inwardly. This girl had a resemblance to her dad, with his features, although much softer, and his brown hair. But instead of the tall thin man, this girl was about Nikki's hieght, maybe a little shorter. Her bust was also modest. "It's...ME! I'm..I've turned into a ...a.. g, girl! "Yes, you're a girl, but who are you?" "I'm your DAD, Lindsey! How does this happen!" Charles held his arms out, looking how they were engulfed by the sleeves of his shirt. "This is impossible!" "Who are you, my dad would never fool around with underaged girls! Knowing him...none at all!" "Of course I wouldn't! Your mother is the only one for me." "You! What did you say about my mom!" Lindsey demanded. "You have to believe me! I just woke up this way!" "How can I believe a girl that's younger than me, saying she's my dad, of all people?" Charles began to think. "Ask me anything" As Lindsey knew, she answered all the questions correctly, but she had one more. "What happened last Saturday?" "Saturday? I wouldn't let you go out all night." The girl answered. "Okay, it's a really long shot, but I believe you. I still gotta go to school, I'll talk to you then, if you're still here. Bye." Lindsey got up to leave. "Uh..bye Sweetie." The teenaged girl returned. --- "Nikki, it was so funny!" "You didn't change into your dad?" "Nah...I like being a girl, and young." "So, he's a kid?" "Well, not really a kid...could be 14, 15, or 16." "He could still overtake you, then, right" "Nope...well, dad's not strong enough, a little shorter than you, and has a perky little bust." "YOU DIDN'T?!?!" Nikki gasped. "I did." Lindsey burst out laughing. "I sure did. You need to see him, he makes darn cute girl." "Oh my gawd." "I'll bring you to my house after school. Cell your mom, and tell you're coming over." --- Charles had thought about every concievable thing that could make this happen. There was nothing. He noticed that he still resembled his "old" self, but just a much younger female version of himself. It had to be a dream, middle aged men don't become tenaged female twins of themselves overnight. He was off of work today, so he took some sleeping pills, and went to sleep. Maybe it was a dream, and he would wake up and it'd be over. --- Charles woke to the noises of his daughter and Nikki sitting on his bed. "You're still here?" Lindsey asked. "I'm still...." Charles looked around, then down to himself. "This is real!?" "Wow, Lyn, she is pretty cute, and she does look like your dad!" "Nikki...I'm not a peep show, Lindsey, how could you bring her here to see me like this?" "I didn't think it'd offend you." Lindsey stroked her father's hair. "I'm sorry, Mr.Chuck." Nikki said. "Don't fret on it. I don't have any idea how this can be stopped, and I just cant expect anyone to believe this!" Charles shook his head, then began to sob. The girls comforted him, telling him that it would be okay. Lindsey told him to rest more, and then they would look into it later. They headed over to Lindsey's room. "Lyn, how can you talk to him with a straight face. You see how rough it is on him." Nikki admonished. "It won't be forever. Maybe a week, tops. Besides, tonight, I've got something for him." "Lyn! No!" "Nikki, yes!" Lindsey waved around the bra, it wasn't as large as the one from the sleepover, but at 38 DD, it was still a bit much. "I'm giving him some D cups tonight. Then this weekend, he'll go out with us, he'll see that we won't get in trouble, and after that, I'll change him back. He'll let us go out more!" "That's a bit radical. Just don't lose the medallion, Lyn." "I won't, I won't. he's still my Dad, I don't want anything to happen to him. I want to get this point across." --- Lindsey spent most the day with her father watching television. They really didn't speak much, and after while, Charles told Lindsey to go ahead and go out for food, or whatever she wanted. "I'm goning to go back to bed." It' was only about 7:30 at this point. 'It's really doing a number on him.' Lindsey thought, 'I'd have thought that he'd be happy to be younger, and he hasn't even had a girlfriend since I can remember. Anyone else would've been playing with themselves, I'm sure.' She prepared food that was already there, and then went to sleep a bit later, with an alarm set for the same time. Again, she repeated the same actions as before, and successfully applied the medallion on the swell of her heavily drugged father's breasts. He'd get a big surprise, or two in the morning. --- "Oh no!" Charles cried. Lindsey was right there, "Dad! You..you grew!" "How! What else will change!? I woke a girl yesterday, now this!" He hunched his shoulders with an "I don't know" guesture. "What kind of chemicals have I come into contact with? I just don't get it!!" "I don't know. Is that really real?" Lindsey asked. The teen girl that had been her father broke down. "How will I go to work? How will I support us? I have no identity, why is this happening!?" "Look dad, you're the most calm person I know, and the most collected. If anyone could weather this, I know you can. Maybe you'll turn back tommorrow." "Or maybe I'll just grow some triple Z's" Charles cried. 'Or maybe you'll change back when I feel like it.' Lindsey thought. Charles looked down at the large protruting breasts in his pajama top, and the two points on the shirt from the nipples rubbing, and then to his slender soft arms, and finally to the cute teenaged girl, that mocked his actions in the mirror. "FUCK!!!!" His girl's voice screamed, as he punched the mirror over his dresser. This caused Lindsey to tense up, scared of her father for the first time ever. "Now that felt good." Charles said, looking as his shredded hand bled profusely. "Lindsey, go to school...I'm going to sleep." "Dad...don't over-do those pills, please. You can do this. If you changed into a girl, you might just change back, there's always the chance." "Good bye, Lindsey." "Dad..." Lindsey sniffed. "I love you." Charles sighed. Lindsey left. --- "I made a big mistake, Nikki." A visibly shaken Lindsey said. "What happened." "He wasn't impressed by the boobs. It was really bad, and he said he's gonna sleep all day. He might OD on the sleeping pills." "Yeah," Nikki agreed, "If he's a girl that our age, he can't take as many, and he's probably shovin' em like a man would, you have to change him back." "I know. I'll lose him at this rate." Lindsey decided to turn her father back tonight. She wanted to be able to go out, but this was a more important matter. "Lyn, call me." "Kay." --- Lindsey came home as quickly as possible. "Dad, you're up." "Yeah." The sight was odd. This cute teenage girl, with huge breasts, looking dejected, and slouched over the couch, with a half a breast hanging out. "I went into the "medicine" cabinet...you know, how do you control these things," He pulled down his stained pajama pants, revealing the lightly haired vagina of his form "I couldn't hold the piss. Haha." He laughed. "Oh my gawd You can't handle as much, you shouldn't drink, at all now!" "I'm your dad, I'll drink all I want, what the hell're you talking about, you look like my kid. I love my wife...Wow. It's great. Hahaaha. This stuff's so good, it healed my heart, and my wound." He brought up this injured hand, which was still bleeding, as the alcohol thinned out the blood. Lindsey took care of her father, the drunk teenaged girl, getting the wound cleaned, and bandaged, and having him drink water, and inducing vomiting. She cooked dinner for them, and by that time, Charles had had sobered off a bit. At the dinner table, Charles began, "Lindsey...I'm glad I've got a girl like you. You remind me so much of your mother, not only with her red hair, and classic looks, but your whole person. You're really the greatest person I know. Look at you, handling this like a pro, while I'm getting drunk. Maybe good can come out of this, I don't know, but we'll go step by step." "Dad!" Lindsey ran to her dad's seat and gave him a big hug. --- Lindsey was already asleep, but Charles wanted some comfort. "LIndsey." She stirred. "Dad?" "Can I sleep in here?" "Yeah, go ahead." She couldn't believe how cute her dad now looked, with his pajamas being strained by his chest, and cute teen face, and easily seen feminine shape through the too large, ill ftting clothes. Charles lay on the floor, next to Lindsey's bed. "You can come up here, dad. It's just us girls here right?" "But...I'm still your dad." "That may be, but given the situation, we can make an execption." "Thanks, sweetie." "No problem, I love you, Dad." Charles got on the bed, and lay. He felt more comfortable to sleep with someone, as though it could stop the changes from happening. He went to sleep at ease. --- "Hey, Dad. You just take it easy, and please don't take any pills." Lindsey said, as she walked out the door for school. "Sweetie, thanks for last night. At least I haven't changed more. I'll see you later." "Kay, Dad." She saw Nikki in the hallway next to her locker, talking to Jeff, the guy that was supposed to join Nikki, Josh, and herself on the double date Saturday. "Jeff, Nikki." She look to them. "Hey Lyn." "Lindsey." Jeff nodded. "So, where's Josh?" Lindsey asked. "I really haven't spoken with him since before the date was supoosed to happen." "He didn't come in today. He played hookey." "Oh, okay. Well, I have a nice friend for you guys to meet. So grab up another buddy, to meet her. She's real cute, and she's stacked." Nikki looked her way, aghast. She nodded to Nikki. "Okay, that sounds great. So, we're trying it again?" They both asked. "Yeah." Lindsey winked. Jeff said that he had to go, and that he and Josh could have someone ready. "Lyn, you didn't change him back?" "No. I couldn't. He wanted to sleep with me. It was so precious. But he seemed okay this morning, so he might last until Monday." "I hope you know what you're doing. You didn't leave the medallion there did you?" Nikki asked. "No. I have it right here." Lindsey fumbled around in her purse. "I know I have it in here...." "Oh my gawd, Lyn!!! You lost it!!" "Hold on...it has to be somewhere...." She shuffled things around. "What are we going to do? Mr.Chuck is a 15 year old girl with double D cups, thanks to us! He can't live like that, it's wrong!" Nikki started to get really worried. "GOTCHA!!!!" Lindsey laughed. She flashed the medallion to Nikki. "Don't do that! You had me worried!" Nikki's breathing finally slowed. "You know that thing has a propencity to get lost. Gawd." "Okay, okay..." --- Charles sat watching television. This was the first time that he hadn't taken sleeping pills, or gotten drunk to dull the situation. "I'm glad I have Lindsey here. She's been great, putting up with me." He then went to Lindsey's room to give himself a good look over, since he broke his mirror.. He figured that the girl in the mirror had to be a little younger than Lindsey. She definetely had Charles' features, but with a very feminine twist. Her nose was a botton nose, and she had blue doe eyes, adding to a look of innocense. Her hair was the same brown as Charles, before they gray took over. She didn't have Charles build. As did Lindsey, Charles had a tall thin build. Lindsey had gotten her build, and eye color from her dad. This girl had a shorter build, but still easily had Charles' genes. Big breasts were on niether side of the family, so it was his guess where they came from. "How did I become this?" The sweet voice asked. The girl in the mirror, touched her cheek, and Charles felt his cheek being touched. "I'm so young." He studied the image more. He looked to the large breasts on the girl in the mirror. She cupped them. "I forgot how a real girl feels." He said. The girl in the mirror pulled her shirt over her head. "Jeezus, those are big" Charles looked as the small pink nipples tightened. He watched at the girl's hand went to them. Charles felt strange. He knew it was arousal, but it manifested completely differently this time, as he watched the girl fondle herself in his mirror. "All those years...I've been moping at the loss of Christina, throwing myself into work. I've been missing out...I feel..." He watched as the cute, big boobed jailbait lay a hand down her pants, and began to soothe an inch that Charles himself felt. She seem to be and expert, as Charles watch. "This body..is so sexy, so youthful, so ready. I feel....I feel new vigor! Yes!" Charles breathing quickened as he himself became immersed with the girl's pleasure. "This....may be a blessing." Charles lay on Lindsey's floor, feeling better than he had since Lindsey was born. --- "Hey Dad, you're looking chipper today." She noticed that he was dressed, and didn't look run down, unlike the other times she'd come home since he'd been changed. "Sweetie! I just come to understand that there are worse things that could have happened." "Oh." "Don't get me wrong, Lindsey. I want to be back as quickly as possible, but in meantime it's not so bad." Lindsey saw the girl smile for the first time ever. She knew what was up. "You know, Dad, They say that if men had boobs, that they'd play with them all day. Do you find that true? Just a question." "Lindsey!" The girl blushed. "You can tell me, did it feel good?" Lindsey walked over to the shorter, younger girl and gave her chest a firm grip. "What are you doing? I'm still your father in here." His situation brought back to his face. "It's no big deal. Girls can do that to each other." "I'm not a...." "I could hang a coat hanger on your nipples right now." Lindsey countered. "I hope no man has boobs like that! Ewwww! Man boobs are nasty!" They both laughed. "I guess for the time being, you're right. I am a girl. A bit busty, and a bit young, but still alive. What ever did this to me could have made me older, or even killed me. I guess I'm lucky, in a way." "Yeah." Lindsey agreed. --- Nikki and Lindsey were in a phone conversation a bit later on. "You think he did?" "Yeah, Nikki. It was written all over his face, and his words. It must be what they say. This was the first day that he wasn't knocked out, or drunk, and he's all happy." Nikki giggled. "Being a girl rocks! Looks like Mr.Chuck found that the fun way!" Both girl laughed at the joke. "But what about work?" "He emailed them, saying that he was going to be out indefinetely. They will pay up to a two-week leave. So, we're gonna be good on that one. I think I can break dad out of his shell, and have fuin while he's a girl, and then he'll be soooo much better when he comes back. He'll understand how it is." "Okay. What about Saturday? Is it on? Jeff, got a boy off the football team, Eddie Maddox for our new friend, and Josh, that you like so much, is in too." "Well, let me persuade dad first. We might be able to take his Bimmer, over my Stratus." "That'll be so cool, Lyn." "Yeah. We'll see. It'll be time to work the magic soon." --- Lindsey needed to get her father to agree to go out on a date with them. All she had to do was make it seem like a good idea, and convince him that they wouldn't get into trouble. She approached her father, who was sitting on the back porch, looking to the stars "Dad." The gentle girl smiled at Lindsey. "Sweetie. What's up?" "You seem to be getting on nicely." Lindsey smiled. "It's okay. I finally went outside today. I've learned how much a girl hates to be oogled." They laughed, "It was real annoying. You know, and then I can't be any more than 15 at best, and these were grown men. I'll tell you, people are something else." "Yeah, try wearing biker shorts." "You get oogled!? You tell me who!" "You gotta let it go. It's an everyday thing." "I wonder. Am I stuck as tennaged girl? If I am, we've got no options." "I'm sure you'll change back, Dad. I like you now, but I like the other you better." "Thanks, I needed to hear that. To be wanted, it's the graetest feeling possible, next to true love." "True love?" "Yes, like your mother, and I. She was so young..." "I'm sure she was great, because she's the woman that you chose." "She truly was. After she passed, I was sure that I'd never have another chance at love like that. Millions of people have relationships, but not many have true love. In fact, most are bound to fail. That and I didn't want another woman to raise you." "Dad..." Lindsey sniffed. "I'm sorry that I distanced myself from you. I didn't know how to cope with that loss, so I immersed myself into work, and just consoled you with the best or newest toy that you wanted. I'm sorry." He reached over to hug Lindesy, and both cried. "It's okay, Dad. I always knew that you loved me." She held her father, calming him down. She wasn't able to ask about the plans, but it didn't matter right now, only the two of them mattered. --- Charles had gotten up especially early, and had a nice, long bath. He came out, in a very good mood to greet Lindsey, who was eating breakfast. "Hey, Sweetie." "Dad...you're enoying that a bit, aren't you!?" "Are you going to accuse me of that every time that I'm in a good mood?" Charles asked. "Um, yeah. It can be a mood changer, so I've heard." Lindsey snickered. "Oh whatever!" Charles mocked a teen girl's actions. "Dad, I have a serious question." Lindsey looked up to the teen girl. 'Imagine asking HER for permission!' Thought Lindsey. "Yes?" "Can Nikki and I please go out Saturday?" "Same rules as last time." "Dad! No!" "If I didn't look like your little sister, or cousin, would you even be asking me this?" "Well..." "That's how it is? Because I look delicate, doesn't mean I've changed on the inside. You're still my responsibility, Lindsey." But, Dad! This time YOU can go!" "WHAT ON EARTH!!??!?" Charles' eye became wide. "Go as one of the girls! You'll get out the house for once, you'll be with us, and you can observe the whole night!" Lindsey shot her best puppy-dog eyes. "You're serious, aren't you!?" "Why not? You might never get this chance ever again. It works out for all of us!" "Oh my goodness, Lindsey, you want your DAD to accompany you and pals, as 'one of the girls'?" "Yes, Dad. You'll have so much fun. You haven't done anything fun since I remember. You haven't enjoyed the company of others, you haven't embraced another, you haven't LIVED in 16 years, Dad." Those words had touched a sensitive spot, truer words had never been spoken to Charles. "Lindsey... I" "Dad, please say you will." "I will do this for you. As a chaperone." "Thanks Dad, you won't regret this!!!" "I better not." --- "Well, hello Josh." Lindsey greeted. "Hey babe. I though you were ignoring me." "Oh, no. I was just a little embarrased about the whole thing." "So, it's on for good this time?" The young handsome teen asked. "For sure." Lindsey smiled. "Your friend sounds hot. I can't wait to see her." "Carle is hot, but you better only be looking at me. I know she won't appreciate it." She jabbed him. "Sure thing, babe." All plans were set into motion for Saturday night. --- The night had finally come and Nikki, and Lindsey had gotten ready, and were in the living room of Charle's house. "Girls, I'm ready." "Dad!" You can't look like THAT!" Charles had dressed in some of his own clothes, and used a baseball cap to cover his hair. "You really look like a 'gansta chick' now, with those baggy clothes." Nikki commented. "That's the cool way, right?" Charles asked jokingly. "Nikki, get an outfit for him. One of yours should fit him." "What? Wear girls clothes?" Charles asked indignantly. "You're one of the girls, so you need to look the part." "Why did I agree to this? Oh!!!" Said an exasperated Charles. "Nikki, we've gotta hurry up, and do an EXTREME MAKE OVER!!!" Lindsey, and Nikki went to work on Charles, and applied tasteful makeup, and lip gloss, to make the girls's lips look really kissable. They used a mousse on her hair, and gave her a sweeping bang, and had the rest of the brown hair to her mid back. They put her into a set of Nikki's panties, and capri pants. They used one of Charles black tee shirts, but cut a slit in it for cleavage enhancement. They finished it off with a denim jacket, that was blue, as was the pants. Simple, and cute. --- The boys had arrived. "Hello, guys." "Hey ladies", they all three returned. "Guys, Carle." Lindsey said, pointing to her father. "Hi Carle." She was really hot, and really stacked. "Carle, aren't we going to speak?" Lindsey nudged. "Uh, oh, yeah. How's it going, young men." They all checked out the new girl, and one went to Lindsey, the other, Nikki. "Why are there three boys, and two girls?" Charles asked Lindsey, softly. "I see three girls." "NO!" "C'mon, it's not like you have to do anything" "Oh, whatever. You're gonna hear about this." "Okay, kids, I'll be driving tonight. Um, where's first?" The boys though the way that Carle spoke was a little odd, as if she thought that she was a grown-up. They got into Charles' BMW M5 sedan, and headed to an amusement park. Upon arrival, Nikki and Jeff, and Lindsey, and Josh had went their seperate ways, with Lindsey saying "Have fun Carle!" --- Charles couldn't believe this! He was a teenaged girl with a large bust, and his daughter got him all prettied up, and at an amusment park, with some boy! A boy! "Hey, Carle?" Eddie asked. Charles looked at him. If he were really a girl, maybe this kid wouldn't be a bad choice. He had a decent build, close cropped blonde hair, and rugged good looks. He looked nice by any standard. "Yes." "You do want to be here, right?" He asked softly. "In a word, no." "I could tell." "I'm sorry, Eddie" "It's no big deal, though, a girl like yourself, will make someone happy one day." "Hahahaa." "What?" "Nothing." They walked along, looking at the attractions. It had been more than half his life since Charles had been to a place like this. After walking a bit, Carle had to dig the pants out of her chotch. "I hate that!" Eddie was wide-eyed. "Wow, you really don't care, do you?" "I can't walk with the pants up my behind, can I? You don't wear skin tight pants do you, son? Eddie laughed. They went on a few rides, with Eddie trying to work his arm around Carle, to no avail. Carle had watched him play some games, and win some prizes, giving them to her. Carle truely appreciated the guestures, suprised that any modern man was old fashioned. The three groups met up, ready to attend the the 2nd phase, dinner. On the way there, Eddie sat up front, while the two couples sat in the rear. "I had fun, Eddie. You were a great gentleman. Thanks for the prizes, I'm sure I won't ever forget them." "My pleasure, Carle." --- At dinner, Carle removed the jacket. Everyone's eyes were fixated on her breasts. She was embarrased, but could do nothing. Eddie got defensive, and offered his button-up shirt. "Thank you. That jacket is too thick for indoors, and those two jokers, cut my perfectly good shirt right up." "Sorry, Mr. Chu....Carle." Nikki offered. They ordered their food, and Carle had wanted a wine to go with her dinner. The waitress refused her. "Come here." Carle whispered to the waitress. She bent over, and Carle slipped her a $100 bill. "This is in addition to your tip." It was an offer the waitress couldn't refuse. The waitress brought their food, and Carle's requested wine. "Carle! You can't drink!" Lindsey said. "Watch me! She poured herself a large glass, "Bottoms up!" She downed the whole thing, before even getting a bite of the delicious looking food. It went sraight to her head. They got around to eating, with the two couples googly eyed looking at each other. Carle polished off some more of the wine. Slightly inebreated, she offered some, saying "You kids are safe, as long as you're with me! Drink it! They all had a small bit, but nothing compared to Carle's. They left after paying the bill, and Carle told the waitress, "Here, for the drink!" She gave the waitress a $50 bill, saying "You know, you're pretty. My daughter needs a stepmother...Heh. Maybe tommorrow" They left and piled into the car. --- Carle could barely control the car. This body could not handle the alcohol at all. She pulled over, and Eddie took over. They were on their way to the beach. Once there, the guys had brought the blankets, and supplies. They all looked at the star filled sky, except Carle, who was leaning on Eddie. "It's beautiful, isn't it guys? Nikki asked. They all agreed, except Carle. "Carle had a bit much, I'd say. I have to watch her. She's a bit random, when she drinks." She as the rest, had begin to feel the wine mellow her out. The boys had gone in on their moves, except Eddie on Carle. Carle had awaken. She was able to spot the two couples making out. She felt herself getting turned on. Her good hand went to her breasts. Eddie had come from the tent, and witnessed this. "Carle." He touched her shoulder, "You turn me on so much." She turned around, "You like these?!" She flashed her breasts to him. He had no Idea that her body was so nce. He had to have her. "Carle, will you be my first?" An apprehensive Eddie asked. "First? Kid, don't lie to me! I don't care how many girls you screwed, but I'm hot right now. Kid, make me feel good." --- Later that night, while Eddie was sleeping, a still intoxicated Carle went into Lindsey's purse, thinking that it was hers. "This isn't mine, yeah, whatever, man." She pulled out the medallion, saying "This is cheap looking. Must have come out of a quarter machine." Lindsey stirred, with Carle next to her. "No! Don't touch that!" "It's cheap garbage anyway!" Carle spat. "It's...it's the Medallion of Zulo!" Lindsey exclaimed. "The who, of what?" Carle laughed. "Sounds stupid, you're too smart to be playing with toys like this. Hahhaa, like a little wittle girl! Watch this." Carle got up and ran. Lindsey got up and ran after Carle "You can become a man again with that!!! Dad!! NOOO!!!!!" "Catch me if you can! Ocean's the end zone!" Lindsey ran like never before. She saw it unfold in slow motion. Carle had released the Medallion the instant before Lindsey tackled her into the wet sand. "I WIN!!!!" Shouted Carle. Lindsey looked into the endless black ocean, and broke down. --- The next afternoon: "I what?" "You threw away the Medallion of Zulo. It would have made you a man again." "I WHAT!!!!???" "I tried to stop you." "You knew?! You let me parade around with the huge breasts, and this young girl's body, and you had the answer?!" "I was going to give it to you today." "Becuase you just had to go on your date, I had sex with that kid, and I'm stuck like this?" "I'm sorry Dad!" Lindsey cried, "I didn't think you'd do that! Please believe me!" "This house, my car, my job? Who's it belong to? Not you. Not 15 year old Carle. We've got nothing." Charles looked at his damaged arm, "Listen. Pack up your things, and get over to Ms. Salvatore's. I will have an e- mail for her. She'll know what to do when she gets it." "Dad!" Lindsey cried, "I don't wanna leave you." "Lindsey, Sweetie. Do this one thing for me." Charles held Lindsey to his breast. "You never did experience this with your mother." After a brief moment he told her "Please leave" Lindsey did as asked, and looked at her father one more time. "I love you Dad!" Her tears were met by the girl's smiling 15 year old face. "I love you too." Lindsey had gathered what she needed, and left. "Dad, please don't do anything rash." She prayed. As she got into her car, a gunshot rang out.... The End.