Downstairs for breakfast

Just putting her white tank top and tiny shorts back on, Donny headed down stairs, her hard nipples showing clearly through the thin fabric. She headed out of her room and down the stairs to explore her new life and what it would bring today.

In the kitchen around the table was the classic "Perfect" family. The classy father, Norman with his grey hair, was reading the newspaper. Her gorgeous mother Anne was drinking her espresso and her little brother Tim, getting ready for football practise.

Donny never had time to meet his girlfriend's family, so as she took her seat at the table she tried to pay attention and glean any information that was available. Lowering the paper from his face, Norman said to his daughter, "Honey, I've heard that there was a fight yesterday at the party you attended, I hope nobody was hurt."

Hesitating, Laurie shrugged her shoulders, faking not knowing anything. Interrupting them, young Timmy, 12 years old screamed, "Oh crap! I'm late! Quick mum! Let's go!"

In a few seconds, mum and young Tim were driving to the arena in the family's new BMW.

After a long silence, Donny finally said his first words from within his new female body, "So dad, what's planned for you today?"