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My Parent's Gift To Me
Synopsis: When Robin finds the girl inside, it leads to a journey of
discovery and acceptance as her parents seek to fulfill her desire for
completion which ends in her joy when she finds herself complete.
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I can't thank Momma enough for giving me the gift of womanhood, just as I
can't thank Daddy enough for calling me Princess. You see, I was born a
boy, NOT a girl, like my brother Brian. My name is Robin Leslie Williams,
and I am a girl inside. I did not know it until one Christmas when I was
five. Aunt Charlotte had an Indian Maiden costume for a girl my size, and
wanted me to wear it so that she could take my picture.
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It was a brown, leather dress with a mid-thigh hem, and matching bloomers
and moccasins. The belt was woven leather strips with a beautiful
Thunderbird buckle where the belts leather strips wove around the wings.
The head band and wrist lets were like the belt, but had tiger's eye gems
for the buckle, and the head band had an eagle's feather over the right
ear.
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I wore tan pantyhose under the dress because it was a bit chilly,
Luckily, I have raven black hair and hazel eyes from my Native American
Grandparent Eric Spirit Wing, A Navajo Medicine Chief.
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I then knew that I was a girl, inside, but how do I tell Momma and Daddy?
Will they accept me as their daughter? Do they have two sons in Brian
and me?
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It was as I was looking at myself in the mirror that my questions were
answered, "Robin, you like being a girl?" ['Lord, I've prayed for a
daughter, is Robin to become the daughter that I've been praying for?']
I turned around, with a smile on my face," Oh yes, Momma! I wanna to be a
girl! May I?"
Momma sat on my bed, and placed me in her lap, "Robin, I have been asking
Jesus for a daughter. Now, I believe that YOU are that daughter."
"But what about Daddy? He's so gung ho about me and Brian being athletes,
like he was in school."
"Robin, I was a cheerleader, in at Banks Junior High School , and on the
dance team at Banks High School . I TOO was an athlete. Do you ever hear
your daddy put down a cheerleader or a dancer?"
"No, but he knows better."
"Why is that?"
"If he did, he'd be sleeping on the couch," I giggled.
"Come, Robin. Let's go and see your daddy."
"Okay, Momma."
Momma led me to the study where Daddy was dressed as the Indian Chief in
full regalia, matching Momma's Medicine Chief regalia.
He gathered me up in his lap, "Well, Robin, you look cute as the Indian
Maiden
I blushed, "Thank, you, Daddy, I AM a girl, in my heart."
He looked at Momma, who smiled, and nodded her head, "Robin, you have
just now, answered a prayer that we have been praying. If you want to be
a girl, then you will be a girl."
"You want a daughter, too?"
"Yes, I never said anything to your mother, but I've wanted a princess to
spoil, for years."
"Okay, but the only girl's clothes that I have is this costume," I
sighed.
Momma giggled, "There, you are wrong, Robin."
"Huh?"
"I have been buying mother-daughter outfits for years. You have a full
wardrobe to get fitted to your body, young lady."
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We went up to the attic where Momma had been placing my wardrobe of
girl's clothing. The dresses had a mid-thigh hem with a matching bloomer,
as well as the skirts, rompers, skorts, shorts, and capris. The blouses
came with a matching bra and camisole.
The belts, matched the shoes, purses and bonnets as well as the gloves,
anklets, and parasols. Oh, I had t-shirts, jeans, and swimsuits, too.
Luckily, Momma got one piece swimsuits, and swimdresses, and a few
tankinis.
It was as if she knew that I was to be her daughter, because there was
also a selection of gaffes in my size. I could tell that the wardrobe
needed little, if any alterations.
"Yes, Robin. I could tell that you had a girl's heart, just as your
daddy, did. We knew that when you chose to be an Indian maiden for your
Aunt, that the girl in you would come out."
I began to cry.
Daddy picked me up, "What's wrong, Princess?"
"Nothing, Daddy. I am so happy knowing that you and Momma love me."
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Brian accepted as his kid sister when he found out, turns out that he
already knew that I was his sister & was waiting for me to tell him.
He was just coming in from football practice when he heard me crying,
"Hey, bro, why the tears?"
Momma cleared her throat, "Brian, remember how much it is that I want a
daughter?"
He looked at me and smiled, "And Robin is that daughter," he smirked.
Daddy chuckled, "I see that you like the idea."
"Well, yeah! I've always thought that Robin was my sister. Now I get to
see her get all pretty for school."
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That began my off and on time as a girl. I was too well known as a boy in
school, and Daddy couldn't afford to move us far enough away so that I
could safely become a girl.
So, instead, I went to Banks Elementary School wearing the boy's uniform
of either red or blue trousers and optional blazer, black socks, penny
loafers, and belt with a white dress shirt.
When I got home, I would put on my matching bra and panty with hose under
my sweats or coverall, then, I'd do my homework and help Momma fix
dinner while Brian stayed at school playing football, or whatever sport
that was current.
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Mom and Dad had gone away for the weekend, and I found myself in my room,
wanting to dress up, but because of recent attacks on other girls like
me, I had to stay as a boy after the Halloween party.
It started at that Halloween party; an older girl like me had worn her
mother's cheerleader uniform. She looked exactly like a cheerleader, too.
The only way that you knew that she was a girl like me was her name tag.
There was an Aryan Nation group that attended, wearing the traditional
K.K.K. garb, except that each hood and robe was emblazoned with the Aryan
Nation emblem.
When they saw the cheerleader, they pounced upon her and beat her up
while yelling profanities at her. Because of her injuries, she had to
transition into a girl.
The Aryan Nation group continued to be a threat to any which they
considered a threat to America , and terrorized all minorities. It did
not matter to them who they went after since they hated everybody, and
there was no way to see who they were, either.
So, Mayor Margaret Goldberg and County Commissioner Able Martinez
authorized the Neighborhood Watch Army. It was a volunteer network of ex-
soldiers and cops teaching urban warfare skills to volunteers.
They 'bought' surplus equipment from the Post Office in the form of
Postal Jeeps and 'acquired the much needed uniforms, body armor, and
equipment from the evidence locker at police headquarters. The equipment
was from closed cases so that their was little, if any need to worry
about it being needed again.
Thanks to the N.W.A., the Aryan Nation's terrorizing of the neighborhood
was curtailed, but because we never could find out who they were, we had
to continue the 'watch'. But, at least we kept the crime rate down, here.
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This also lead to a meeting of the various ethnic groups, fraternities,
sororities, lodges, and the trans-gendered to discuss our differences.
The meeting was held in the Galleria Amphitheater, led by County
Commissioner Able Martinez.
He proved to be very wise, and kept the hotheads from disrupting the
meeting and actually forging an alliance between traditional enemies, and
the trans-gendered were finally seen as equals.
Now, a T-gendered can safely admit their orientation to their family and
friends because with the 'watch' knowing their orientation, they are
guarded.
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It's just a few more weeks to go before I start college. Aunt Charlotte
had gotten married a year ago and moved, with her husband to a house just
up the block. She is a real beauty, dark hair, green eyes, and a trim,
shapely figure, with a smile that charmed almost anyone she decided to
use it on.
That's how she found her husband, Carl. He is a certified carpenter who
owns his own truck. He will go and purchase a house that's abandoned or
condemned and rebuild the property, increasing its resale value. Aunt
Charlotte is a certified electrician, and Daddy is a certified plumber.
When they met at the site where a tornado had wrecked an apartment
building, they decided to form a company, and pooled their resources to
buy the property and rebuild the property. Uncle Carl, having the truck,
and connections was able to avoid the pitfalls attributed to most new
businesses.
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Now that I was about to graduate from High school, I was gathering
together my girl's wardrobe for college. I was wearing a white blouse
under a blue rose dress with a knee hi hem.
Looking in the mirror it was obvious that I was just a boy in a dress,
but I had my breasts, thanks to my breast forms, and a trim waist! My
hair was still in a ponytail, so I let it out, and it flowed into a
pageboy cut that I favored because of it I unisex.
I took the dress off, sat at my vanity, and did my makeup and put the
dress on again. This time I decided it was the best that I could do and
found the shoes to match the dress and stepped into them. That's how I
was dressed, standing in front of the mirror when Aunt Charlotte walked
in on me.
We looked at each other, shock on her face, "Not bad, Robin, but I think
we can to better. Let me help you."
"OK, I've not had that much time to really be a girl and get all prettied
up. Mostly, I've just wore the dresses around here, on the farm."
Aunt Charlotte smiled, "I know. Your daddy made sure that the field hands
all would protect you when you are in 'girl mode'. Otherwise, they'd not
be here."
"Aunt Charlotte, you and Unca Carl work with Daddy, Why didn't either of
you become farmers like Grandpa?"
"Robin, your Grandpa was a kind and gentle man. He knew that neither of
us were farmers, but he knew that you and Brian were. So, he made us
promise to keep the farm for you two, and for any of my children who
might want to farm."
"I loved to go feed the chickens, and ducks. I didn't know that he saw me
as a farmer's daughter," I giggled.
Aunt Charlotte smirked, "Oh, he pretty well knew when you came home
wearing that 'Dorothy' costume for Halloween when you were a toddler, you
hated having to take it off. That's when we knew that you were really a
girl inside."
I looked at her in surprise, "I forgot about that! What happened?"
She sat on the bed and motioned for me to sit by her, "Grandpa had us all
dress in 'Wizard of Oz' costumes for you. And when you finally went to
sleep, Granny undressed you, but left your tights on and dressed you in
your 'jammies. [Sigh] Unfortunately, she died later that week."
I looked back in my mind, and saw what happened as I sat next to her,
"That's why I forgot about being Dorothy, [sniff, and sniff] and
suppressed the girl in me. [sniff, sniff I believed that I killed
Granny," I wept.
Aunt Charlotte wiped away my tears, "Grandpa NEVER blamed you, Robin, and
Granny died of a heart attack, just as he did, a year later."
"Then, it's time for me to become the girl that I am inside, to honor
them."
She smiled at me. "That's the spirit, now to see about your looks," she
smirked.
"Hey now! I did the best that I could."
"With a little more effort we could turn you into a ravaging beauty. Want
to try?"
I looked at the girl in the mirror that I was and nodded, "Why not? Don't
all girls love to get a makeover?"
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We went out to 'Betty's Style Shoppe', where Aunt Charlotte and Momma
went to get their hair done. Betty Fontaine was a classmate of theirs,
and like them, was a former cheerleader.
"Char, darling. Where have you been?"
"Busy, Betty. You know that I help build houses. Are you still after me
to become a beautician?"
"Well, you lack only taking the exam, hun. I'll never understand why you
like to get your hands dirty."
"Blame it on my daddy. He was a farmer and taught me and my brother how
to repair everything. Can I help it if I love working outside?"
Betty sighed, "No, I guess not. But I thought tat with you being a
cheerleader, that you weren't a tomboy."
"Tomboy who likes to flirt with boys, Betty. Besides, I actually like
wearing hose," she giggled as she showed the band of her hose just above
her jeans.
"Touch?, Char."
"Betty, meet my niece, Robin. She is here for the works."
"But I thought that Robin was a boy."
I stepped forward, "I am a boy, physically, but a girl inside."
She hugged me, "Then welcome to the world's largest sorority, Robin. My
best friend is like you."
"Oh?"
"Yes, Gaby Hayes was Gabriel Hayes until the Aryan Nation goons attacked
him at that Halloween party. Until then, Gabs was doing it for fun. She
was a crossdresser. But those goons did not care. They simply attacked."
"Where is she now?"
Then I saw another blonde lady wearing the tan uniform dress and hose,
except that she had gray eyes to Betty's blue, "I am right here, young
Miss."
"Robin, Gaby moved away to transition safely. After she did, she found me
at the Galleria State Beauty College and we opened this salon after
graduating."
"And the Aryan Nation never knew?"
Gaby giggled, "They are not the brightest minds, Robin. They never did
learn who I was. So, when I returned, I became my own cousin."
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It took all day before they were through with me. I had my body waxed,
nails done, and my hair as well. They even found me a bodysuit that I
could wear instead of the 'forms and gaffe.
It was made of a sheer skin tone organic polymer that fused with my skin
and kept me tucked away. I actually had a girl's groin and could have sex
if I wanted. It would release when a solvent was administered while in
warm water. Until then, I was for all practical purposes, a girl.
Gaby smiled as I came out of the dressing room, wearing her gift of a red
sailor girl minidress,"That's much better! You look really nice, Robin!"
"Thanks, Gaby. I like this dress."
"You're very welcome, that's my old cheerleader uniform from my freshman
year in college."
"Are you giving away all of them?"
She held out a key, "Yes, this key is to the locker where I am keeping my
old cheer and dance stuff. I don't have a daughter to give them too, and
my family has no nieces for me to give them to. So, let me give them to
you."
"OK, but why me?"
"Because we are members of a special sisterhood that your Aunt, nor Betty
area part of."
I hugged her. Thanks, Sister."
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Aunt Charlotte took me home and returned to her home. My parents came
home, and I graduated right on schedule, and looked forward to college.
"You'll need money for college, Robin. What are you going to do?"
"Well, I was thinking that I could either work on the farm, or with
Daddy, why?"
"Because Doctor Clark needs a receptionist, and you'd fit right in since
he does the surgery that you need."
Momma had been diligent about getting me to see the different doctors
that I had to see to become a girl. I had already had my bits amputated
when the blockers atrophied them, now that I was wearing the 'suit, I was
ready for surgery.
"Sure, Momma, does he know about me?"
"Yes, he is the surgeon who actually does the S.R.S. for girls and boys
like you."
"Boys like me?"
"Robin, surely you didn't think that there were no girls that were boys
at heart."
I looked down, ashamedly, "No, Momma. I NEVER thought about that. I guess
that I am the worst kind of bigot," I sighed.
Daddy hugged me, "Not at all, Princess. You are not a bigot for not
thinking about others at all, just a bit preoccupied."
"Yeah, I guess that I am at that," I giggled.
"Just think, Robin, you'll be able to go in with me since I work there
too."
"But Momma. Why do you work when Daddy makes plenty and the farm does so
well?"
"Robin, while it is true that I don't need to work, I simply can't find
enjoyment wasting my time doing nothing. So I do volunteer work at the
clinic."
"So, you do it for free?"
"Yes, but you will be paid."
"How much?"
"One operation to turn you into a girl."
"Okay. When do I start?"
"This coming Monday, so we got you your nurses whites, today," she
smiled.
Daddy brought out a large box marked 'NURSES WHITES' from the hall
closet, "Here they are, Princess. Why don't you try one on?"
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Daddy hauled my treasure to my bedroom, and left me there. The dresses
all had a mid-thigh hem and a matching bloomer, white pantyhose, and
shoes along with a nurse's cap and the pink volunteer's apron and my name
tag.
I donned my uniform, smiling as I thought about Momma wearing the same
uniform. Doctor Clark was notorious for having his female employees in
short skirts. But none of them complained because he treated them like
they were his daughters.
His wife Joan and daughter Julie died in a car wreck, so because they
wore minidresses, the nurses opted to wear them too. Doctor Clark soon
adopted them, and was able to mourn their loss and recover.
I came to the living room where I saw Momma in her uniform, "Well, Robin.
Think that you can stand to go to work with your Momma?" smirked Daddy.
"Sure thing, Daddy!"
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I worked there all summer as a nurse, then, when it came time to enroll
in college, I had my surgery and became a girl. I went onto college and
earned my degree in Business Administration, and Business Management.
After I graduated, I took over the farm along with Brian who went to
Auburn University to be a better farmer. He married another farmer's
daughter, Amy Larson who had a brother Kyle, who I married.
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As I said before, I can't thank Momma enough for giving me the gift of
womanhood, just as I can't thank Daddy enough for calling me Princess.
They both accepted me as their daughter and made it possible for me to
become the woman that I am.
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Finis
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