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Gradual Change – Part 11
🕑 Added 2021-09-27 13:11:34 +0000 UTC"Princess," Jeff softly spoke while Erinna was still in his arms. Having his daughter was a bit different from having his son. He still loved Erinna just like before, but he just couldn't treat her like he did before. Things would be different.
Listening to her father call her Princess, Erinna hummed in response. She didn't like being called princess, but Erinna didn't feel like protesting while in her daddy's arms.
"Nancy and Oli are here; Nancy needs to talk to you," Jeff told Erinna, not wanting to leave the Collins children waiting any longer. He was surprised when Nancy told him her secret, he had a hard time believing it, but he knew Nancy. He also believed that Nancy could help his daughter, just like George said.
"Do they know?" Erinna asked, suddenly frightened. She knows that they will know eventually, but she is scared of their reaction. She was more worried about Nancy's reaction; Oliver was in the same boat as her after all. She loved Nancy and always saw her as a big sister. She also knew how much her brother liked Nancy, and she didn't want to mess up their potential relationship.
"Yes, Sweetie," Jeff answered, then added. "Nancy wants to talk to you alone. Don't worry, Sweetheart, no one can understand you better than Nancy." While Jeff was a bit shocked himself, he wished the best for his daughter. The shock was still there, of course, since it's not every day that your son becomes your baby girl.
"What do you mean?" Erinna looked quizzically at her dad for an answer. There was only one thing on her mind, but she couldn't believe it. There was no way it could be true; I'm pretty sure of that.
"I think Nancy should tell you herself," Jeff said, putting Erinna down. This made Erinna pout a bit; she loved the feeling of her daddy's arms around her. It made Erinna feel much better about everything, and she didn't want to lose such a feeling. Jeff saw this and smiled softly at his daughter. "Don't worry, princess; your daddy will always be there for you." Jeff chuckled, kissing Erinna's forehead and making her blush a bit.
They walked to the front door, where Jeff took Erinna's coat and hung it in the closet. They then walked back to the living room. The moment they set foot in the living room, Erinna was surprised by the hug she got from Nancy. She was squeezed tightly by Nancy, and she loved it. She had been worried about everyone's reaction, but everyone reacted in a good way so far.
With a worried look on her face, Nancy pulled away from the hug looking into Erinna's eyes. "How are you feeling?" Nancy didn't know how to ask this question; she, however, knew how Erinna felt. She had been there already.
Erinna just shrugged; she was very confused. She liked the way her dad was treating her; she also liked the way her bra and panties felt; she just didn't want to be a girl. She promised herself to take this as a challenge and make the best out of it, yet, she still didn't want to accept it. "I don't know," Erinna said in a hushed tone, almost like a whisper.
Just then, George and Oliver appeared, carrying all the shopping bags from the earlier shopping trip. Seeing the bags, Nancy giggled. "Carla got very excited and got carried away, right?" Nancy asked the question she already knew the answer for. With the two bold letters N Y on the bags, one in pink and one in blue, it was clear where they got the clothes from.
Erinna just nodded, blushing a bit; the process of being measured was so embarrassing. Then again, seeing how excited her mom was, made her happy. She couldn't say no and had to accept all these girly clothes and also try them on. As embarrassing as it was, she couldn't bring herself to hate it.
George took one look at his sister; it felt painful. It was clear that Erinna had been crying. As her big brother, he would never let her cry without knowing why and trying to comfort her. It didn't feel right to him, and not being able to do anything was killing him. George took the bags upstairs to Erinna's room and was followed by Oliver carrying the rest of the bags. "Well done, buddy, let's go down before Nancy claims ownership of my sister," George joked, making Oliver burst out laughing.
"I am not sure anyone can do that even if it's Nancy," Oliver joined in the joke reassuring George. He knew how much Erinna talked about her cool big brother. He couldn't blame Erinna though, he knew how cool George was. He helped Oliver adjust to his new life. He was also like a personal coach to Oliver, helping him train at their home gym.
Both of them walked back downstairs that led directly to the living room. Once Nancy saw both of them, she beamed, and a smile spread on her face. "Oh, here comes the big boy," Nancy teased, making George raise an eyebrow in confusion while Erinna did the same. Only Oliver was blushing, his face turning a new shade of red.
"What do you mean?" George inquired, looking towards Nancy. He couldn't help but smile, seeing that Erinna looked much better now. George felt a faint tug on his sleeve, making him look behind him. He saw Oliver blushing hard and understood that Nancy was teasing him.
"Oli is a big boy now, isn't that right?" Nancy announced, giggling.
George shook his head; he wanted to know what was going on but wasn't about to ask Nancy. He wanted to spare Oliver since he liked the little fella. He treated him just like he used to treat Ryan. Of course, he couldn't treat Erinna the same way anymore.
"May I please have my sister back for a bit," George said, making Nancy and Erinna giggle. Erinna felt relief seeing the way George was talking. She could tell he wouldn't have a problem with her.
Nancy pulled Erinna closer to her. "No, you can have her later; she's mine for now," Nancy declared, pulling Erinna closer again. Erinna just giggled, she was happy that Nancy and George didn't hate her for her change, and she also found this conversation to be funny.
Erinna saw Oliver looking at her with a faint smile on his face; Erinna just smiled back, making Oliver blush even more and look away. Nancy didn't miss that out; she was going to tease Oliver about it later but not now.
"Fine, I am taking Oliver hostage until you let go of my sister," George replied, making Nancy pout. He had other reasons to take Oliver with him; he wanted to save him from Nancy's teasing.
"Noo, that's not fair," Nancy pouted in protest, but Oliver and George were already running up the stairs heading to George's room. "He stole my Oli," Nancy faked a sniffle causing Erinna to giggle even more.
Nancy smiled a bit and decided to put the drama aside. "Now, let's have a small chat, shall we? Just so you know, I am only worried about you." Nancy's tone turned to a serious one; still, it was soft, kind, and loving. She loved Erinna and worried about her; being a sister or a brother Erinna was like a younger sibling to Nancy.
"I know how you feel, more than anyone, though Carla probably knows. The reason is simple, I used to be a boy. That was until I was diagnosed with TSS," declared Nancy. Erinna just stared at her, not believing it. There was no way she used to be a boy. I don't believe it.
Nancy could see the look of disbelief in Erinna's eyes, and she expected it. It didn't take her long to figure out that no one would think of her as a boy in girl's clothes. Just like Erinna, no one would say that she's a boy now. When Nancy was still Nathan, however, he had suffered physically at times. In his grade school, there was no one like George there to be a nightmare for bullies.
Nathan was forced to fearlessly defend himself; nonetheless, by the time he was in middle school, most of the bullies feared him. It didn't help the rest of them when he made it into the football team, and they accepted him. Even when Nathan became a girl, none of her teammates seemed to mind. They were happy to have Nancy on their team; after all, she was a star player.
"You don't believe me? Right?" Nancy asked, even though she knew the answer. It was obvious from Erinna's expression. Nancy was not surprised at all; no one would believe she was ever a boy. Even though Erinna was in the same situation, she still couldn't believe it either.
Nancy's guess was confirmed when Erinna nodded. Nancy just smiled before taking her hand and pulling her towards the stairs. Erinna didn't know where Nancy was taking her. "Where are we going?" Erinna asked, climbing the stairs behind Nancy.
Nancy didn't answer; instead, she pulled Erinna into her room and closed the door behind them. "I will prove to you that I used to be a boy," Nancy reached with her hands and started to pull down her tights and panties at the same time. Erinna just looked away, blushing. She didn't want to see Nancy's genitals. With a gentle hand, Nancy pulled Erinna's face to look at her, but Erinna shut her eyes immediately.
"Come on, we are both girls, don't be embarrassed," Nancy said, holding Erinna's hand gently. "Besides, I am your big sister, right?" Nancy softly kissed Erinna's forehead as Erinna opened her eyes slowly and looked at Nancy's crotch.
"So, what was that all about? Would you like to tell me?" George asked, throwing an energy bar to Oliver. Oliver looked at it confused while blushing from George's question. "Well, you don't think I will let you skip training today? You know that will never happen," George stated to Oliver.
Oliver just let out a sigh; the training will be much more fun with George supervising him. It will also help him forget about his embarrassing confrontation with Nancy this morning. He just wanted to forget about it. That's when Oliver remembered he was not dressed for his training today. Wearing gray skinny jeans, a hoodie, and a button-down shirt under it with a pair of black sneakers.
Carol always made sure Oliver was well dressed. She didn't see him as her husband's nephew. No, she only saw Oliver as her son, and she made sure Oliver was always well taken care of. "I can't train in these clothes; mom insisted that I wear a shirt coming here," Oliver said, pouting a bit. He didn't realize when he started to call Carol, mom, it just became very natural, and Carol seemed to be very happy about it.
George looked at Oliver's disappointed face for a second. He knew he could tell Oliver to get his clothes or get dressed and come back. But he knew since it was freezing out there, Carol wouldn't be sending him out again. Thinking fast, George had a brilliant idea. Looking at Oliver, he guessed he would be the same size he was at Oliver's age. "I have just the right thing; come with me," George said before walking to his closet.
He opened the door to his walk-in closet. He barely used a quarter of his closet; it was the same for Erinna as well. He didn't understand the use of a walk-in closet, to begin with. George quickly moved to a shelf full of boxes; he looked around for a bit before pulling out some of the boxes. He opened a box and smiled at what he saw. Quickly though, the smile turned into a frown, staring at the clothes in the box.
George started to have a conflicted feeling; these clothes were meant to be given to his little brother. Now, he doesn't have a little brother, though, rather it's a little sister. Shaking his head, George grabbed a black T-shirt with Bumble-bee printed on it and a pair of blue shorts with another picture of Bumble-bee on the right leg.
"Here," George said, handing Oliver the clothes. "Try them on; I'll wait for you outside." With that, George walked out of the closet, giving Oliver some privacy. He didn't mind handing the clothes to Oliver; it was just that he had been looking forward to his little brother wearing his old clothes. It meant something to him, and it was hard for him to accept that his little sister was no longer his little brother. He still loved her the same way he did when she was a boy, but for now, he had conflicting feelings that he could never show in front of Erinna.
A couple of minutes later, Oliver walked out of the closet wearing the clothes George handed him. He had a smirk on his face as he thought about something funny. "These clothes are good, although I am a bigger fan of Optimist Prime," Oliver said cheekily, walking out of the closet with his clothes folded neatly in his hands.
Upon hearing this, George couldn't help but burst out laughing. George never thought about it before, but he was completely obsessed with Transformers when he was younger. "Well, as your coach, I must teach you how cool Bumblebee is," George said, bursting into another round of laughing joined by Oliver.
"Alright, let's start with your workout for today," George said, walking over to their gym. Oliver was always surprised at how comfortable he felt around George. He wasn't his usual shy self around George, he always felt safe around him, and he felt the same way around Nancy. Both were always kind to Oliver and never hesitated to show their protective side towards him.
He had known Nancy for a long time; even as Nathan, she was always nice to him. She would always become hostile towards their cousins when they tried to bully Oliver. George, he knew for less than a year, yet George treated Oliver as if he was his brother. It made him feel safe around George and look up to him; he felt as if George was his own older brother.
In George's home gym, George trained Oliver for two days a week. Once every Saturday and Sunday, he would show him how to do things. Oliver wanted to try weight lifting, but George didn't allow it, saying he wouldn't allow him until he was at least 13. Still, Oliver was managing to build quite the physique because of the training George gave him.
While George and Oliver were in the home gym, Erinna and Nancy were in Erinna's room. Nancy was looking through the shopping bags trying to choose an outfit from the many cute outfits Carla had chosen. She was able to combine an outfit that matched hers in color.
She was wearing a black and white striped straight skirt. A white cropped sweater with a black long-sleeved T-shirt underneath it making sure it didn't show what shouldn't be shown. A pair of beige tights covered her legs and brown leather ankle boots with chunky three-inch heels. While simple in color, the outfit looked great on Nancy, so she looked for a similar combination in color for Erinna.
Finally, from the shopping bags, Nancy was able to find a black and white striped flared skirt and a white sweater. She found a pair of flat leather black ankle boots then turned to Erinna, who looked a bit reluctant. "Come on, you will look cute in these," Nancy said, giving Erinna a bleeding look.
Erinna couldn't help but sigh and nod; she really couldn't say no to Nancy. Besides, she would have to wear skirts anyway, so why not start right now while surrounded by the people she loves.
"Perfect," Nancy gushed. She turned to the bags and took out a package of white tights for Erinna. "Ok, first the sweater, hands up," Nancy instructed Erinna, who just followed her lead.
