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The Mother - Part 4 The week was almost over, and Caroline was slowly settling into her new life. She had spent the evenings looking after Emily, and trying to discover as much as possible about the altered reality surrounding her. Her home had not yet changed completely, as the nursery room continued to be altered. Furniture was now appearing within it, with a cot, a chest of drawers and numerous cupboards. A rocking chair in the corner became her favourite item though, as she would spend hours sitting in it, cradling her daughter in her arms. She had spent one evening at Alice's abode, discussing her past and present, and receiving more tips on acting like a woman, though some things now appeared to be coming to her naturally. Some things that had started off on a bad foot, such as going to the toilet, were now solved. But her new undercarriage presented her with a problem she had never ever had before. "You're going to need some of these," said Alice, during one evening at her house. She gave Caroline a packet of panty liners. "Oh crap. This is part of being a woman, isn't it?" "Sure is," said Alice. "Now, had you been born a woman, you would have had a good many by now." "I've only heard rumours that they're bad," said Caroline. "You're not wrong. But how bad can vary," said Alice. "I wonder if you've got memories of one?" Caroline started to think. Some of her "female" memories had only appeared as a result of a trigger, such as seeing something connected to it. "Oh heck, I remember my first. I was 14 and it happened in the middle of English class." "Well, your next one will also be your first," said Alice. "That's something. Can you remember your last?" Caroline jogged her memory again, and once again, her new memories didn't let her down. "Last Tuesday," she replied, astonished at her words. These moments were slightly unnerving for her, as she wanted to retain her original memories. But with reality changing, the new memories were going to be used frequently, making it likely that she would forget all about Carl eventually. But the new reality was enjoyable to say the least. The question was how Emily fitted into it. But an answer of sorts came the following week. Caroline was spending a rare evening alone, with only Emily for company, when there came a knock at the door. She went and answered the door, Emily in her one arm, and found a woman standing there. "Good evening. Miss Forester, I presume?" "Yes, thats me," replied Caroline. "I'm from the adoption agency. I'm just here to see how you're coping with Emily. May I come in?" "Sure," replied Caroline. "I'm coping really well with her. She's so beautiful." "She is indeed," replied the woman. "It appears you were made for each other." Caroline placed Emily in her cot and went to the kitchen. "Would you like a cup of tea?" she asked. "Yes please. One sugar, not too milky." The woman looked at Emily while she waited. "It appears you've done a wonderful job," she whispered. "You now have a mommy who loves you." Emily just smiled back. Caroline never heard any of it, and returned a few minutes later with two cups of tea. "Thank you," said the woman, taking her cup. "So, motherhood is not getting you down then?" "No, not at all," replied Caroline. "Hard work, yes, but I've fallen in love with this little girl." "I'm glad to hear it. So, you don't miss being Carl then?" Caroline almost spilled her tea. "What did you say?" "I know about you, for I was the one who left her on your doorstep." "You left her? So, you're her real mother?!" exclaimed Caroline. "I left her, but I'm not her mother," replied the woman. "Emily was left at the orphanage when she was just hours old. I would have looked after her, but I took it upon myself to find a mother for her." "But you just left her on my doorstep?" "Yes, but I had my reasons," said the woman. "You used to be a man, a man with a job, and no social life. Outside work, your life was empty, without purpose. But yet, I sensed that you had promise, the ability to be a parent, a mother." "I had the ability to be a mother?!" said Caroline, puzzled. "Are you a witch?" "To answer your last question, yes. I'm a witch of sorts, though I prefer sorceress," she replied. "But the ability to be a mother was inside you. You were perfect for Emily, except for you being a man." "So, you turned me into this?" "You didn't seem worried about that when I arrived," said the sorceress. "You look perfectly happy." Caroline couldn't deny that she was happy as a woman, and her face showed it, though she suspected that her mind was being read. "You believe your change was forced upon you?" said the sorceress, confirming her suspicions. "In a way, it was. It was to awaken the maternal instinct within you. But you did accept the changes eventually, and here you are." "You've changed more than just my body, though. You've changed everything around me. My life as Carl no longer exists, except in my mind, and that of my friend Alice," said Caroline. "Alice, so thats her name," mused the sorceress. "She was a stickler for rules, and tried to ruin things. I had to use a mind spell to subdue her." "It was you who she saw at the adoption agency?" "It was," said the sorceress. "I don't blame her, for she thought she was doing the right thing. I knew I had to tidy things up, so I sent the papers out to you. It just makes things formal, so no questions are asked." "So, what are you saying?" asked Caroline. "I'm here to tell you that Emily is officially your adopted daughter. The papers will arrive later, just to confirm it, but it was never in doubt." "So, she is my daughter?" "Yes, as it was meant to be. The emptiness in your life has been filled, and Emily has a mother who cares for her," said the sorceress. "Okay, but about me. My past has been rewritten, everyone sees me as Caroline, except Alice. Was that necessary?" "It was a measure put in place to make things easier for you. Your original mind remains intact, as does Alice's. She has been a help, despite that incident." "One thing. How does the new reality show Emily coming into my life? It's just that I've never thought about it," asked Caroline. "You were eager to become a mother, so much that you forsook a relationship for a child. So, you came to the adoption agency and found Emily. Your next child, if you wish for another, will come naturally." "You mean as in....?" "Getting pregnant?" finished the sorceress. "You've been troubling yourself over your new sexuality. Don't trouble yourself further. You'll find love with a man." Caroline still looked troubled at the thought. "You're a woman now, with a womans needs. But don't fear. A little girl needs you more for now." Caroline looked to the cot that was just inches away, and saw Emily's loving smile. She had no wishes to turn this life away now. "I'm truly grateful to be Emily's mother. Thank you for this wonderful gift." "It's a pleasure," smiled the sorceress. "I'll leave you in peace now, and thanks again for the tea." Caroline followed her to the door, and showed her out. She gave her a hug first though. "Just remember, Caroline. Don't forget the past, but always focus on the present. Remember who you are now." "I will," she smiled. "Thank you again." With that, the sorceress left, and Caroline went back to tending Emily. * * * Caroline did not think more about getting a boyfriend, though she did ponder becoming a mother in her own right, and giving Emily a sibling. She did mention the meeting with the sorceress to Alice, and everything she had learnt. "So, it was a witch that I met," said Alice. "I knew there was something strange about her." "Well, she decided that my life was empty and needed filling. She also came to the conclusion that I was a mother trapped in a mans body." "I can believe it. You really have shown a knack for childcare, Caroline," replied Alice. "I think your transformation has benefited you." "You think so?" asked Caroline. "You're showing no regrets. I think you wanted to be a woman." "I didn't," exclaimed Caroline. "Do you want to be a man again?" "No." "Really? So, my theory is proven." "Look. I'm happy now, because I have a wonderful girl to look after," said Caroline. "I had no desire to become a woman until after Emily arrived." "Perhaps this sorceress told it best. Emily awoke your inner mother," said Alice. "I guess so," sighed Caroline. "Just don't rush me into getting a boyfriend." "I won't," said Alice. "It's not easy anyway, because most men don't want a woman with luggage." "Luggage?" "Children," replied Alice. "Fatherhood is not on their to do list. Some just don't want kids, and some only want kids with their DNA." "So, forget it then?" asked Caroline. "Not entirely. I still hold hope that Lucy will have a decent father in her life," said Alice. "I hope you too, don't give up either." "I haven't even started, and I'm not sure I want to," said Caroline, despite her new found liking for men. "Give it a while. You may find yourself softening," said Alice. "Actually, do you have memories related to men?" "You mean possible romantic encounters?!!" asked Caroline, not liking the sound of this. "First crush, first kiss?" she added. Caroline sighed. There was bound to be memories of this sort, waiting to be discovered, but unlike most, she wasn't keen on searching her mind for them. But despite this, she did. "I suppose I'll have to do them eventually," she said. "Something is bound to bring them to the surface." She closed her eyes and began to think. She tried to picture men in her mind, hoping that it would trigger new memories. A few moments passed, and she succeeded. Memories of crushes at secondary school and college emerged, followed by memories of her first kiss. "It was wonderful. He kissed so beautifully," she said dreamily. Her eyes were still closed. Alice could only watch as Caroline reached down and felt her groin. But she soon felt that she had seen enough. "Caroline, snap out of it!" Caroline did so, and removed her hand. She looked ashamed. "I'm definitely into guys," she said sorrowfully. "I could tell. You were telling me all about one kiss at least," said Alice. "And you weren't sorry about it." Caroline felt deflated, for her past and new past had hit a crossroad indeed. She didn't want it, but she felt certain that she would want a man in her life at some stage. Alice could see the problem in her expression. "Perhaps if you do meet your ideal man, then all worry about this will fade away," added Alice. Caroline could only nod. There was one other thing that bothered her, and that concerned her parents. Carl had not spoken to his parents in a while, though not out of not wanting to. Now, everything had changed, and Caroline wondered how they would react to their son becoming their daughter. But thinking of them brought up memories recent, of telling them how she was adopting a baby girl. They had been puzzled by her decision to become a mother before a wife, but were eager for news on their new grandchild. But above all, she was their daughter, and always had been. It resulted in Caroline having to think things over before making the planned phone call. She had to speak to them as though she had always been Caroline. "Hi dad. I'm just calling to say that Emily is effectively my daughter now." "Well, its about time you called. So, the little girl is yours then? We'll have to come and visit you then." "Sure, though a weekend would be best," replied Caroline. "You've still got that accountant job? How do you expect to look after the child?" "Look, dad. I'm not the only single mom there. In fact, the other has helped with this. Her parents have agreed to look after Emily along with hers," said Caroline. "I'm going to manage." "Find yourself a husband, and then you'll manage," he replied. "I can't see why you had to do things the wrong way round." "I've always wanted to be a mother, and now I am. I'll find a husband when I'm ready." She could hear her dad sigh before he answered again. "You do want to get married, I take it?" "Yes I do," said Caroline. Carl's reservations in the back of her mind groaned. "But I want to make sure I choose wisely." "I totally agree with you there," he replied. "Do you want to talk with your mom before you go?" "Yes, put her on." Caroline spoke to her mother next, and as she spoke, she found herself becoming comfortable with her new identity. She agreed to have them come to her house, the following weekend. After putting the phone down, she reflected once more on how her new identity took over. Carl's memories were still there, but forever moving to the back of her mind. Carl was effectively dead, though only she had the power to finish the deed. It was a bitter feeling, but to live her life now, meant forgetting about her former self completely. She went and stood in front of the mirror in her living room and looked in it. "Carl, I'm sorry, but your life is over now. I'm Caroline now, and everyone sees me this way now, even mom and dad. I wish to keep your memory alive, but you no longer exist in a physical way. I also want you to know that I'm attracted to men. Do not hinder me, but embrace me." She continued to look at herself silently, until she was disturbed by a familiar crying. She turned and walked over to the nearby cot and lifted Emily out. "New nappy coming up, my little sweetheart." * * * With each passing day, Caroline's memory was added too, until she felt as though she really had spent all her life as a female. Her mind had worked towards a compromise, where her new memories could be used to get her through almost every situation, but would not be hindered by her old memories. If they were ever to be mentioned, it would only be to herself, in private, or when Alice was present, and then, when no one else was about. But Alice found that her memories were not safe. She had agreed to be Caroline's friend for life, but it seemed that they had known each other longer. Alice found this strange at first, but just like Caroline, opted to not mention it to anyone but Caroline. Caroline's parents visited, as promised, and spent many a hour with their adopted granddaughter. "She is a beautiful little girl, isn't she?" said her mom, as Caroline allowed her to hold Emily. "Why do you think I chose her?" said Caroline, using her new memories. "She just needs a father now, and perhaps a brother or a sister," said her dad. "That will happen, but I haven't found anyone yet," said Caroline. "My hair is likely to be long again by then." "I think your hair looks nice," replied her mom. "I thought so too, but I miss the feeling across my back," sighed Caroline. Caroline had to rely on memories for this, but was truly keen to experience it for real. On a whole, it was a good day for Caroline, as her memories were greatly added too. Emily's arrival had changed her life immensely, and very much for the better in her opinion. But work remained indifferent. Caroline continued to bring work home, and it kept her busy. Even so, she kept Emily close by, in case her daughter needed attention. If it helped, she would go to Alice's house, or Alice would come to hers. All for the sake of getting work done quicker. Caroline did get the documents that confirmed what the sorceress had told her: that Emily was now officially her daughter. It was a welcome sight nonetheless. Due to the fact that they were single mothers, Caroline and Alice spent a lot of time together outside work. It did strengthen the new reality that they had been friends for longer than they had as Carl and Alice. They even did their shopping together. It was the latter that presented Caroline with the next chapter in her new life. As she was heading round the aisles at the supermarket, she found that one item on her shopping list was proving hard to find. In fact, it was out of stock. "Coming through. Excuse me please," came a voice. She turned and saw a store worker coming down the aisle with a trolley of boxes. Obviously, he was set to replenish the gaps in the shelves, including the item she wanted. But her eyes were on the store worker. "Looking for anything?" he asked Caroline. "Oh yes, PG tea bags. 80 box," said Caroline. "Hang on a second. Got them here." Caroline couldn't get her eyes off him, and he noticed. He smiled, but merely handed her a box of tea bags from the case on his trolley. "Thank you," she smiled. "I'm Caroline." "Nice to meet you Caroline. Brought the baby along, I see?" "Had to. She's all I've got. Her name's Emily." He walked over and looked at Emily, who was lying in the cot section of the special trolley. "She looks like you." "Kind of you, but she's adopted," said Caroline. "I'm up for adoption too." "Are you now?" he said. "Well, I need to get this stuff on the shelves, so if you don't mind?" "Ok, I've got some more shopping to do. Might see you again, Michael?" She had noticed the badge on his shirt. "Sure," replied Michael. That was their first meeting, and Michael was already aware of Caroline's intent. Alice soon became aware too, for she was elsewhere in the same supermarket at the time, and when she met her friend moments later, she read Caroline's face. "Got your tea bags?" she asked. "Yep," smiled Caroline. "You're hiding something." "Am I?" "You look like the cat that got the cream. Spill up," said Alice. "Okay. Theres a good looking guy working here, and he's mine!" replied Caroline. "He must be good looking then," smiled Alice. "I saw him first, so try your luck elsewhere," said Caroline. "Okay, if you say so." "I do say so." Alice was not all that keen on competing, even though she was on the hunt herself. She was just interested to see which man had tugged at Caroline's heart strings. But she didn't get a chance till much later, and by then, Caroline was making further progress. She went out of the way to find Michael every week whilst shopping, and each time, she would start a conversation. Only at the fourth attempt, did she get his phone number, and that led to a first date. Alice gave her rules and advice, including the one about not kissing on first dates. Caroline understood, but her interest in Michael was growing already. Alice was put in charge of looking after Emily for the evening, and this proved to be the case for subsequent dates too. The first date was just dinner at a restaurant, and proved to be the first real time that Caroline had dressed up. "You look good, Caroline," said Alice, as she came downstairs wearing a black dress, with matching shoes. Her lips and nails were matching shades of red. "I feel every bit a woman," she smiled. "You look it too," said Alice. "Remember, you're in control." She had called a taxi, and would meet Michael at the venue. He didn't disappoint. "I feel like the underling here. I'm a shelf filler, and you're an accountant," he said, as they ate their meal. "You talk as though my job outranks yours. All I do is add and subtract numbers. You might say its boring," replied Caroline. "I always see them as management types," he added. "Sorry if I offend." "Well, it is a desk job, but I have a cubicle, not a room," said Caroline. "I'm not bottom rung, but nowhere near the top. But I just see it as a job, and it pays the bills." "Including the baby?" "I did the maths, as you would say," smiled Caroline. "Now, what about you? How does a handsome guy like you end up filling shelves?" "Because it was the first job I got, and I've stayed in it since. I enjoy it, and surely you enjoy yours?" "Yes, but I like your company better." "You are one playful kitten, but you'll have to wait for the ball of wool." "I'm willing to wait," she smiled. The date was a success, and Michael was happy to arrange another. He kissed her on the cheek, and they parted. * * * Caroline was making it clear that she was getting along wonderfully with Michael, and following their second date, they shared a kiss. Subsequent dates followed, and their relationship showed no signs of faltering. Michael was given the chance to know Emily better. "Carl is definitely gone," said Alice, during her next private talk with Caroline. "You can't keep your tongue out of his mouth." "He's one heck of a kisser, thats all," replied Caroline. "I'm eager to see how good he is in bed." It was true that Caroline's reservations about kissing and making love to men were gone, and Michael had whetted her appetite. "I can see that happening quite soon," said Alice. "But above all, I'm pleased for you." Michael and Caroline had sent word of their relationship to their parents, and meetings with them were planned. It was becoming clear that Caroline believed she had found her Mr Right. They were certainly spending more time together, and Michael was not put off by the prospect of having a daughter to care for. In fact, he seemed keen to have children, much to his own parents delight. They were happy to accept Emily as a granddaughter, but were keen to see her have siblings. Caroline was willing to fulfill their wish. It was therefore, no surprise that Michael proposed to her some months later. Caroline was elated and said yes without hesitation. She didn't hesitate in picking Alice to be among her bridesmaids. As for the remaining members of the bridesmaid group, she waited a while. However, Michael mentioned that his younger sister Victoria was keen to be a bridesmaid. Caroline had met Victoria a few times, especially after her relationship with Michael had become serious, and had become friends. But all the while, Caroline's devotion to Emily never slipped. All hours outside work, Caroline spent the time with Emily nearby, if not in her arms. The preparations for the wedding started even before a date had been decided. Alice had already persuaded her parents to look after Lucy and Emily. They had been invited, not just because Alice would be involved, but as a thank you for the many hours of baby sitting. Weekends were the only real opportunities for Caroline and Michael to do anything, since they both worked during the week. Michael visited Caroline whenever possible, as they made it clear that their futures lay together. A simple church wedding was arranged, with both families represented, plus friends from work. Emily had already celebrated her 1st birthday, and her head was already covered in blonde curls. By now, Caroline's hair was longer, and she felt better for it. She was finding her memories of Carl slipping from her mind, though they never disappeared. She was just enjoying being Caroline now, already a mother, and soon to be a wife. The planning was as stressful as it was enjoyable, from selecting the dresses, to planning the reception, though Michael's family helped in plenty of ways too. The day itself was almost perfect, with just a slight delay due to a traffic hold up. Otherwise, everything went as planned. After exchanging vows and rings, Caroline and Michael sealed their marriage with a kiss. It wasn't long afterwards, after coming back from their honeymoon, that Caroline discovered that she was expecting. Nine months later, and Emily was given a sister: Natalie. Alison, keen to be not left on the market, following Caroline's marriage to Michael, found herself a husband too, just a month before the wedding. Her own big day arrived the following year, and Lucy finally had a dad: Philip. Life for Caroline was certainly not dull from now on, with a job, and two daughters to look after. Michael still had his job as a shelf stacker, though he tried to alter his hours to give him more time with the girls. But the biggest help came from Caroline's parents, who moved house, just to be closer to their daughter. They offered to babysit, and Caroline was enormously grateful. She had always planned on having a third child, and Michael was willing too, but it wasn't for another 2 years, when Emily was nearly 5, and Natalie was almost 3, that she became pregnant again. "I really hope its a boy this time," she told Alice at work. "We need a change. Michael is already outnumbered." "And for me, I want another girl," replied Alice. "But its a lottery if done naturally." Alice had also given birth to another child since marrying Philip: a son called Peter. Caroline had joked about her having another boy and girl, and calling them Edmund and Susan respectively, having read a particular childrens book to Emily recently. With their extra children, there came a question about whether to quit their jobs in order to look after them full time. But Alice was the only one who looked likely to do that, since Philip did have a good paying job. But for Caroline, she was the better paid in her house, and she did have her parents looking after the girls for her. She and Michael had moved into a new house together, one that was big enough for their growing family. She had spent a good many months as a mother in her old house, and felt bad about leaving it. There were times when she did look back on her life as Carl, but it was hard to do so. She would talk about it with Alice from time to time, when they met in private. "Do you still miss being him?" asked Alice, as she sat next to Caroline. They were having a womanly talk in the main bedroom, while their husbands were downstairs watching the football on television. "I used to, but I don't now," replied Caroline. "I'm so much happier now. One wonderful husband, two beautiful girls, and one on the way. I never want to go back." She looked down at her swollen belly. Another 4 months to go. "I wonder how the girls are getting on?" asked Alice, who had Peter on her lap. "They sound happy enough," said Caroline. Lucy, Emily and Natalie were playing in the room next door. They were getting along fine. Lucy had just started school, and Emily would be starting in September, which was just 2 months away. "You okay, girls?" asked Caroline, as she peered round the door. "Yes mommy," said Emily. "We's playing with our dollies." "Can I have a drink please, aunty?" asked Lucy. "Sure, I'll get you all drinks. Just wait a few minutes," replied Caroline. Lucy had called her aunty for a while now, despite there being no family connection at all. Her friendship with Emily was so close, that they were like sisters. Heading downstairs, she could hear the two men watching the television, their support for the one team clear. It was handy that they both supported the same team. "So, how long left?" she called into the living room. "Just coming up to half time, love," replied Michael. "So, another hour at least," she said to herself. Caroline's love for sport had gone the same way as her manhood. It didn't bother her though. "I'm putting the pot on, Mike. Tea or coffee?" she called from the kitchen. "Tea please," came the reply from both husbands. She made the hot drinks for herself, Alice and the guys, plus beakers of pop for the children. "Come and get them, boys," she called to the men. Leaving their drinks in the kitchen, she took the girls drinks upstairs on a tray. Alice saw her arrive and took the tray from her. She then went to collect the hot drinks while Caroline spent a few minutes with Peter. "They've just reached half time," said Alice, as she came in with the cups of tea. "But so what? More time for womanly talk." Caroline just smiled. "I think its clear that we were not to be together, as a couple," said Alice, as she sat down on the bed. "Carl was a nice guy, but its so clear he was meant to be a woman." "I have no regrets," said Caroline. "Besides, I hardly think about that now. Memories about us being at school together are so strong now, its near impossible to think that they never happened." "You're telling me," said Alice. "I've had it too. It's all too surreal at times, but I'm pretty much used to it now. You're a wonderful friend, Caroline." The present day Emily looked back to where Caroline was stood, along with Alice, who was holding son Peter. Her sister Natalie was waving to her, as were her mom and Alice. She was slightly nervous about starting school, but she did have Lucy at her side. It was just a pity that Lucy was starting her second year, and wouldn't be in the same class. They could still meet up during break times though. Caroline and Alice watched their daughters until they were out of sight. They then headed home. "You're not regretting, giving up your job?" asked Caroline, as they went. "No, not at all," said Alice. "More time with the children, and they're such good company." "Well, I've got the same situation for a few more months," said Caroline. "Mike has got to wait for me to drop first, before he gets leave." "You don't mind if stop with you for a while?" asked Alice. "We can take my car." "Not at all," said Caroline. "You know you're always welcome, as are your parents." Even so, she was glad of the lift, since walking around at 7 months pregnant was no easy feat by far. They got into the car, with Natalie seated in the back, next to Peter. The journey to Caroline's was not that far, and they were soon seated in the living room, with Alice offering to make drinks while Caroline rested her back some more. Peter sat next to her on the sofa, playing with a toy car. "My old memories are still not gone," said Caroline, as Alice came in with the drinks. "I wondered if they might, but no." "Same here," said Alice. "But as I've told you, I find it hard to think about them now, all because they make no sense." "Even so, I feel kinda glad that I can," replied Caroline. "Because life for me is so much better now, and soon to get better still." "No interest in men?" smiled Alice. "Remember that?" "I'd rather remember my wedding day," said Caroline. "But yes, I can. It no longer bothers me, for I love being a wife and mother." Natalie was sat on the floor and playing with some of her dolls. She hadn't took much notice of what her mom and Alice were talking about, and understood less. She was discovering the downside of having an older sister at school: being alone. "What I do wonder though, Alice, is whether there are any more men out there, who would benefit from having a child in their lives," added Caroline. "You mean like you?" asked Alice. "Indeed." "It would be interesting to find out, but I doubt we will," said Alice. The talk was interrupted by Natalie getting up and going over to Caroline. Playing without her sister was no fun, and she sought a comforting hug. "You miss your sister, don't you?" asked Caroline. "You'll see her this afternoon, and Lucy too." Natalie excepted her mom's embrace, and said no more. "Well, who knows," said Alice, continuing. "Somewhere, out there, a baby could be waiting to be left on an unsuspecting person's doorstep." "And I hope that the person accepts the wonderful gift," said Caroline. "Because I certainly have."