Thangaiku Theriyaamal Amma Magalai Oothen
- 2 years ago
- 194
- 0
Meeting The Family free porn video
MEETING THE FAMILY
13 year old Danielle Cummings sat in front of the vanity mirror of her
room brushing her hair. She was an only child of a single mother living
in a town on the New Jersey shore since her father had left a few years
ago over several disagreements with her mother over child rearing. The
big issue was their son Daniel's increasingly effeminate behavior and
demeanor. Daniel was a biological boy, but had always gravitated
towards the feminine.
In toy stores, even at an early age, he always gravitated towards the
pink aisle, the one full of Barbies and Barbie accessories. His friends
were all girls, and he felt no embarrassment playing with them and
participating in their activities. He could jump rope, skip, play jacks
and hopscotch with the best of them. His father, a former Ranger and
Operation Enduring Freedom veteran was livid over his sons actions, but
his mother always protected him from his father's wrath. She felt that
he should be allowed to express and find out who he was for himself,
even if that went against gender norms. If he was gay, given that it
was the 21st century, it wouldn't be a problem for him, it was becoming
more and more accepted. His father, for obvious reasons felt
differently, and after several highly explosive arguments with his wife,
finally left for good. He was responsible about sending alimony and
child support payments, but wanted as little to do with his wife as
possible, and nothing to do with poor Daniel. Daniel was obviously NOT
going to become a member of the 75th Ranger Regiment some day.
Even though Carolyn Cummings was willing to allow her son to be himself
(or herself) at home, that did not extend to dressing as a girl in
public areas where he was known. While she did allow him to have
shoulder length hair and somewhat unisex clothing, dresses and nail
polish were definitely out. While the other children (especially the
other boys) would tolerate an effeminate gay classmate, public
crossdressing would immediately make his life a living hell. Or so the
thought process went in Carolyn Cummings mind.
But what he did at home, after school and on weekends was a different
story. His room was painted pink with white furniture. He had two sets
of clothing hanging in his closet-boy clothes for when necessary, and a
collection of dresses, tops and skirts for free time. At 13, Danielle
had learned to walk gracefully in two inch heels, and was actually
starting to stuff his bra. While accepting a gay child was one thing,
Carolyn Cummings saw things somewhat differently from most people when
it came to her son. Whether it was from a childhood trauma such as
abuse, or a date-rape experience in college, or simply a real hatred of
males no one knew. She was just off, not only preferring but actively
encouraging her son to become her pseudo-daughter. She had only married
because it was expected of her, given the time period she had been born
in. Things were changing, but not all that much and not all that fast.
She really wasn't sorry to see her husband go.
On weekends, she did occasionally take her son to a movie or something
in another town where he wouldn't be known. He would be dressed
prettily in one of his dresses or a skirt and blouse combination, with
age-appropriate shoes. He was allowed to wear a light polish on his
nails and use a light lipgloss. He WAS only 13.
While his father had been around, Jonathan Cummings had done his best to
interest his less than manly son in sports. Football, soccer, baseball
and basketball were all tried, and Daniel failed at all of them. The
one thing he was good at, since it was of practical use to him given his
mannerisms, was self defense. His father, being a Ranger was an expert,
and from an early age did his best to impart his skills to his son as
effectively as possible. He taught his son techniques that ranged from
simple avoidance up to some that could cause severe pain and damage to
an adversary, and even some that could be lethal if necessary. While
Daniel would never use these, he had been forced to defend himself on
occasion. Since he had broken the most homophobic bully in the
school's arm, finally most of the others left him alone. He was just
fine with that.
On the other hand, he was skilled in some activities that were
considered totally feminine. He could twirl a baton or flag, spin a
decorative rifle, and cheer with the best of the girls who were on the
school squads. He never tried out for these activities, since it would
once and for all give his attitudes away to the entire school. While he
would have loved to have been in front of the stands in the green and
white uniform with the dragon patch that his school's cheerleaders wore,
he was smart enough to know that it was impossible and that even with
his Ranger skills, he couldn't defeat a gang of four or more boys
determined to take him out. So he just dreamed and practiced with his
group of girlfriends in private.
Thanksgiving for him and his mother was a small affair. Carolyn made a
small turkey with trimmings-stuffing, green bean casserole, yams,
cranberry sauce, gravy and mashed potatoes. Pumpkin and mince pie for
dessert topped with whipped cream. They usually had leftovers for a few
days afterwards so sandwiches, turkey soup and turkey salad for lunch
was always on the menu. Usually Carolyn did it by herself, since she
loved to cook, but this year she got a surprise. Her son, wearing a
skirt, talked to her a few days before the holiday.
"Mom, I want to help this year. It's something daughters help their
moms with, and I really want to be your daughter as much as possible."
"Of course, Dani, I'd love to teach you. We don't know where or how
you'll end up, whether as a man or living as a woman, but everyone
should learn to cook. Even just to take care of themselves. A turkey
is difficult, so we'll save that until next year, but the vegetables and
such are much easier to learn. We'll start with that, ok sweetie?"
Danielle found herself peeling potatoes and boiling the green beans.
She then placed the beans in a casserole dish with cream of mushroom
soup and topped it with French fried onions. At the proper time it was
popped into the oven, while she then boiled the potatoes and then mixed
and mashed them gradually adding milk and butter, with a pinch of garlic
powder as her mother had shown her. Everything was finished together,
and the two sat down for a pleasant meal. Danielle was very proud of
having helped and of having his contribution turn out so well. He then
made a curious, but not out of the question, request of his mother.
"Mom, you know I've never had a Christmas dress like all the other girls
have. When I see my friends in theirs, blue, red or green velvet, I
just get so jealous. Can we go buy me one this year? I was thinking
dark blue would match my eyes the best."
"Of course you can, dear, but are you sure? You'd have to try it on in
the store, and there will be other girls, some of whom might recognize
you there with their moms shopping there also. Are you ready for that?"
"Yes mom, I am. I really wish I could be a girl full time, and start
puberty blockers as soon as possible. I haven't really started
developing muscles or a deep voice yet, but at my age, it has to be
right around the corner. I want to find a doctor who will prescribe
them-please?"
Carolyn was actually very happy that her child had made such a request.
She didn't have a biological daughter, but transforming her son into one
was the next best thing. The fact that he wanted it and was so willing
to be completely transformed made it so much better for her-and so much
easier for her to accomplish. She readily agreed to both of his
requests-the Christmas dress and finding a doctor to prescribe the
necessary pills to halt his development into a man. Whether or not he
began actual female hormones at some point, or even opted for
affirmation surgery after he turned 18 was a topic that could be
discussed at a leter time. When her dear daughter was ready to do so,
of course.
The first thing they decided to do was call a trans-friendly
endocrinologist for the necessary blockers to make an appointment. The
doctor had seen an upswing in the number of trans youth with the same
request, mostly male to female, but a few going the other way. When the
appointments clerk heard Danielle's age, she booked her for the earliest
possible date and time, since male puberty was most likely just around
the corner. The appointment was right after school, three days hence.
Since they would be coming from school, Danielle would of necessity be
dressed as a boy. The clerk assured the two that this would not affect
their perception of the child's sincerity, it happened all the time.
Danielle couldn't wait for her first shots and doses of (probably)
Spironolactone. Next was her Christmas outfit, though where she would
wear it, Carolyn couldn't figure out. Danielle had a plan for that,
however.
There was a mall in the next town from them, but they obviously couldn't
go there. That's where everyone from her school shopped, and a lot of
girls she knew would be there on the same errand. Between Boskov's,
Penney's and Macy's, plus numerous smaller shops, the place would be
packed with teenaged girls and their mothers, many of whom were well
acquainted with Daniel Cummings. So they went to a much larger mall
almost 50 miles away, over the central Jersey bridge. They had all the
stores their local one did, plus several more. Dani's mom had actually
bought a dress in a small privately owned (not part of a chain) boutique
there. So off they went one Saturday morning.
First stop was Boskov's-and she knew what she would find since she had
observed the available styles at the outlet in their local mall. She
could look at that one however-but not touch or really go through the
aisles and shop. But since she was now wearing a denim skirt and a pair
of heels, plus all the appropriate makeup and accessories, she could
shop and try things on to her heart's content. She was lucky-she found
the perfect dress right there in the first store. It was just as she
had imagined-midnight blue velvet with white lace trim at the neckline,
hem ane sleeves. At a shoe store she found a perfect pair of matching
pumps with a three inch heel (which she would have to get used to). Her
mom even took her into the Sephora outlet for some special Christmas
makeup-including a tube of MAC Ruby Woo lipstick. Carolyn figured that
even though she was only 14, most girls 'glammed it up' for the
holidays, and no one would see her anyway. Or so she thought.
They had their appointment with the doctor. He examined her and took
some blood tests. He did inform her that she would have to see a
psychologist before he could do any more than give her blockers. And of
course, she knew that she needed to be at least 18 before she could have
complete SRS, if she intended to go that route. They discussed her
going 'full time' and completely taking on the Danielle persona, even
for school. Danielle and Carolyn made the wise decision that she would
go incognito as a boy until the effects of blockers and eventually
estrogen made that impossible-especially in the locker room. She would
eventually develop curves and even breasts-which would necessitate a bra
for support. At that point she would definitely have to live full time
as a girl. To be honest, Danielle couldn't wait. If she could have
gotten away with it, she'd be living in dresses right then.
Time passed, November giving way to December, and the Christmas holiday
season fast approaching. Actually, many stores had been stocking and
advertising Christmas items since late August or September. Danielle
planned on living full time as her preferred self for the entire break,
the only problem would be if her father dropped by with presents. He
didn't have very much to do with them-but you never knew what he would
do when it was Christmas.
It was traditional in Carolyn's family that they would spend Christmas
Eve at her mother's house-her, her moms brother and sisters and all
their children-Danielle's cousins. They only knew him as a boy, and
some of his male cousins were somewhat macho and almost homophobic.
Carolyn planned on her child dressing as a boy for the gathering for
safety, but it turned out Danielle had other ideas.
Christmas eve day came, and the Cummings started getting ready for the
family gathering. There were several traditions involved, dressy
clothing such as dresses and heels (if age appropriate) for the ladies,
and jackets and ties for the men. Each family member drew a name
through a randomizing computer program that kept track of who drew who
so there were no duplicates, and was also uncrackable. Also rather
antiquated and sexist, the ladies prepared the meal as best they could
given ages-the youngest girl could at least set the table. But the guys
took off their jackets, rolled up their sleeves and did the cleanup,
which also took a rather long time, given that the china place settings
weren't dishwasher safe, though silverware and other accessories were.
Carolyn told Daniel (as that's who she thought she would be driving to
the party with) to wear his good blue dress shirt and a red tie, with
darker blue jacket and slacks. He couldn't wear sneakers obviously, he
had to wear his black dress shoes. Since he was quicker, he jumped into
the shower first. His mother had a lot more to do, and needed the
bathroom longer. Or at least that was the plan.
"The heck with that," Danielle thought to herself. "It's Christmas and
I'm going to be myself and come out to my family. Several of my cousins
have come out as gay, and they're all accepted. While transgender is a
little further out than homosexuality, there shouldn't be a problem with
the family dealing with me." So off she went to her closet and pulled
out what she actually planned on wearing. Her mom was still in the
shower and had to dry her hair, and had a lot more in the way of hair
arrangement and makeup to accomplish then she did.
Of course, out came the blue velvet dress and matching pumps. From her
lingerie drawer she pulled out a red bra and matching panties, plus a
pair of pantyhose. While she would have preferred stockings and a
garter belt, she couldn't, as she didn't own either one. "Yet," she
said to herself. She didn't need a slip because the dress had one sewn
in. She had already shaved her legs and underarms, and Daniel didn't
need to shave his face, especially since he had been on blockers for a
month.
She arranged her hair to let it fall free holding it with a silver
barrette. She quickly took her bottle of Sally Hanson Rapid Red nail
polish (fast drying) and did her fingernails, she didn't bother with her
toes as the pumps covered them. She then applied foundation, blush,
eyeshadow and mascara. Lastly came the application of the MAC Ruby Woo
lipstick her mom had bought her. A squirt of Clinique 'Happy' cologne
and she was finished. She then went to the living room to await her
mom's reaction. It wasn't long in coming.
"Danielle, I thought we decided that you had to dress as a boy for this?
The family hasn't seen you and doesn't know about you. You cant shock
them like this-showing up in a dress with no warning!"
"Mom-I have to do this. If not now, then when? I'm on blockers, and
soon I'll be on estrogen shots and pills. If I'm going to become a girl
full time-and soon-they'll find out. After I start estrogen, I'll
develop. I won't be able to hide boobs for the July 4th swim party,
will I? I'll have to wear at least a girl's one piece, probably with a
ruffled skirt to hide myself, but I'll definitely have to be a girl
then. And remember, Bradley came out as gay, so did cousin Eddie-he
even got married to his partner. They'll all be there. And Justine is
a lesbian, she'll be there with her partner. I won't be that far off
the usual."
"If you're sure honey, I don't want you to be hurt or embarrassed by any
name calling. And you do remember-the girls have to make dinner. Are
you ready for that?" After a little more discussion, the Cummings
ladies got into their car with their designated gifts, and began the
drive down Route 70 to the other side of the state to meet the family.
Happily there was no snow this year as of yet. After an hour and a half
drive, turning off at route 206, they arrived at his grandmothers house.
Danielle took a deep breath and pulled her lipstick out of her purse and
turned down the vanity mirror. "God Danielle, you are such a girl. You
really think you need more lipstick just to go in the house?"
"Mom, I need to look my best-first impressions count you know. I have
to let everyone know that they need to consider me a girl now-that
Daniel is gone, or at least soon will be."
"Ok sweetie-finish up and lets get this over with. Ready?"
The Cummings ladies grabbed their purses and the gifts they had for
their chosen relatives. Danielle had chosen her cousin Janice and had
bought her a nice set of ruby earrings, not super expensive, but still
very pretty. They had cost her about $40 at the Walmart jewelry
counter. Carolyn had bought her brother a large bottle of Makers Mark
Bourbon, which she knew he loved. They arrived at the door and rang the
bell. Even though it was her choice, and she was appearing as the
person she felt she was meant to be, Danielle got a sudden attack of
nerves. It was, however much to late to have second thougts, as she
could hear the door being opened, most likely by her grandmother, though
it was possible that another relative had been designated to perform
that task. It was, however her grandmother, taking a break from the
kitchen.
"Hi Carolyn, Dan...." The greeting froze halfway out of the elder
ladies mouth. "Um-would you care to explain just what Daniel is doing
in a dress with makeup? Is he being punished, or is there something we
should know about?"
"Mom, we'll explain it to the whole family at once. Suffice it to say
that this is Danielle, my daughter, and we'll be seeing a lot of her
from now on. Eventually she's all we'll see." The two walked in and
hung their coats in the hall closet, with utter silence blanketing the
room. Except of course, for two of Danielle's male cousins, who thought
it was hilarious seeing their cousin in a dress. Billy let out a "God,
what a freaking sissy." He was quickly shushed. "So Carolyn, would the
two of you like to explain yourselves now? You said something about
this being permanent?"
Carolyn began. "Do you all know what transgender means? Simply put, a
persons body and mind don't match up gender wise, and it isn't a choice
or a dress up game. Danielle has been diagnosed by a medical
professional, and is on testosterone blockers, with actual female
hormones to follow. She has a fairly substantial female wardrobe and
her room has been redone to reflect her status. Eventually she'll be
living full time as a girl, when her bodily changes are so advanced that
she has to. Any questions?" Naturally her boorish cousin Billy was the
first to speak up.
"So for Christs sake-are you gonna get it cut off? Gotta tell you, I
think that is just sick."
"Billy-I'm only 14. Right now its hard enough getting blockers and
hormones. In this state, and for that matter every state, you have to
be at least 18 for the surgery, and live for a good long time in the
chosen gender. I have at least 4 years to think about it." Her cousin
Janice, age 16 chimed in " So-Danielle? Have you thought about boys?
Just who do you plan on dating? Or haven't you even thought about that
aspect yet?"
"No Jan, I haven't. I was never attracted to any of the girls in my
school, not that any of them would have given me a second glance. But I
don't think any of THEM would dare to be seen going out with me. I'm
known at my school, and they'd be thought gay most likely. But when I
figure it out, I'll let you know." A few more relatives had questions,
which either Carolyn or Danielle answered, and then everyone got back to
the party. The older men went to watch football (or whatever sporting
event was on that day), they teen boys went to play video games in the
den, and the ladies retreated to the kitchen, where they were each
assigned one or more jobs to do in order to complete the holiday meal.
Danielle drew making the mashed potatoes, which she did the same as she
had at Thanksgiving. Some of her female relatives asked her more
personal questions, though they knew that she was still physically male,
and that she could never have children, even if she completed surgery at
some point. She was asked if she did her own makeup and nails, and
complimented on being able to navigate in three inch stilettos, things
like that. Eventually dinner was done, everyone refreshed whatever they
were drinking (adult beverages for the adults, mostly beer and wine} and
soda or iced tea for the minors. The meal was served (the traditional
seven seafood items} and the dishes were brought to the table, and after
the oldest present gave the blessing, were passed around so each could
take what they wished. The ladies at the table were surprised at
Danielle's table manners-she was very polite and extremely feminine in
her mannerisms. In short, if they hadn't known, she would have been
considered just another girl. Eventually, dinner was over, the table
was cleared, and the males began the cleanup. Even the teen boys had a
job to do, even if it was only taking out the trash, of which there were
several bags, even before opening presents.
By pure chance, Danielle's present from her uncle was appropriate for
either a boy or a girl. Even as a girl, it was known she was a science
fanatic, and so her present was a new Chemistry set, with experiments in
several areas, including mixing up several different perfumes, as well
as various acid and alkali tests. She was delighted. She also knew
that her mother had bought her some more feminine gifts that were just
waiting under their tree at home.
After presents, the adults remained in the large living room to
socialize, while the teens adjourned to the basement which was set up as
a recreation room, with an amazing stereo system. Janice hooked her I-
pod to the input and began streaming her playlist. It wasn't long
before the kids began dancing to some of the latest hits. Danielle soon
found that her girl cousins readily accepted her, while the boys were
somewhat skeptical. They couldn't imagine someone being born male but
wanting to be a female, and actually taking steps to accomplish it, up
to and including removal of their male genitals. In fact, the thought
horrified them. But they had been warned to be on their best behavior
and NOT go give Danielle any trouble, and to treat her the same as the
other girls. They did.
Naturally, the elephant in the adult's room was Danielle's gender change
and new status. Carolyn found herself explaining in more detail just
what her diagnosis was, what professionals she had been seen by, and
just what her plans for the future were. While the women were basically
supportive, they were still somewhat unsure of what to make of the
situation. Given that it was the late second decade of the twenty first
century, transgender individuals had been all over the news, including
Caitlin Jenner, Laverne Cox and of course Jazz Jennings. Some had even
heard of Kim Petras, the pop singer from Germany (now resident in Los
Angeles) who had had her surgery at age sixteen, which was legal in
Europe. They had never expected that it would impact their own family,
but all agreed that if it was truly a medical condition, they would all
be as supportive as possible and accept Danielle as another female
member of the family. The males were not so quick to jump on the
diversity acceptance bandwagon.
Like the boys in the basement, they couldn't fathom a male wishing to be
'mutilated' and giving up their male genitals and of course, their
privileges. More than one declared that they would never accept
Danielle (Daniel) as a girl, but they were promptly admonished by their
wives. They were told they didn't have to like it, but they WOULD
accept it and treat her no differently than any of the other girls her
age. After a long discussion, it was decided that Danielle had the
right to live as she felt herself to be, and that her mother would of
course look out for her, and consult with the appropriate professionals
before any steps were taken. Carolyn had decided that of course long
before.
Danielle's girl cousins were delighted to help her in whatever areas she
needed. While her makeup was nicely done, the only lessons she had
received were from her mother, and while Carolyn knew what she was
doing, it was a fact that Danielle's mother was in her late 30s. Janice
helped her younger cousin with some techniques geared more towards her
younger age, and advised her that red lips and nails were something that
she should only go with on special occasions, normally she should go
with berry shades for both if she felt the need for bright colors. For
school, light pink was more appropriate and easier to take care of. The
subject of Dani going to school was discussed by the girls (the boys
didn't hassle her, but didn't want any closeness just then either!) and
they gave her advice on fitting in, using the girls room (if it was
allowed) and other topics she would need to be aware of. Finally, the
evening ended and everyone packed their gifts, hugged each other goodbye
and Merry Christmas, and left.
"Mom, that worked out pretty well, at least my cousins like me. Most of
them anyway."
"I know sweetie. We have a lot to do if you're going to attend school
as Dani come January. And you're pretty good at defending yourself, but
I'd like to start you on some formal training with an understanding
instructor. Next week you begin at the new dojo that opened up, Rainbow
Dragon it's called. Almost completely for gay and transgender
individuals, even the founder is TG."
So Danielle Cummings started school and Tae Kwon Do lessons. Naturally
she had some problems to overcome, and not everyone was pleased to see
her in their school or neighborhood. But that's another story.
Anastasia
- 17.09.2020
- 18
- 0
Thelma and her brother
- 1 year ago
- 200
- 0
The Passion of Mother Ethel
- 3 years ago
- 285
- 0
