During breakfast, your mom suggests an outfit

"Happy Birthday!" Your dad jovially exclaims, as you approach the dining table. You notice there are already pancakes on the table. You eagerly dig in, taking comfort in at least one normal occurrence this morning. Although, at second glance there do seem to be a lot of pancakes, then again, you do feel really hungry.

After a while, your mother then arrived at the dining table, dressed in nothing but a t-shirt and socks (well, maybe a bra underneath) but shockingly has nothing covering her bottom. Even more shocking she was peeing as she was walking, her pee loudly splattering against the carpet. "So. How's the birthday girl?" she asked before she started lowering herself into her chair, whilst simultaneously pooping into it.

You could only stare aghast at the spectacle before you.

"Earth to Mia!"

The dream did say that bottomlessness as an option.

"Urm. I don't feel I'm with it today. Sorry." You say as you resume your breakfast.

"I gathered. Struggling to get used to being a woman I see."

"I guess so."

"May I make a suggestion?"

"Go on."

"When you get dressed, skip the skirts, panties, pants, whatever. Going around bottomless, especially out and about may reinforce the idea that you are a woman now. Are you going out today?"

You check your phone to confirm. "Yep, I'm going to do some window shopping with Daisy and Maisy before we go to the cinema."

"Ok. have fun, and remember to stay hydrated. I fear you might be a bit nervous about peeing, and pooping, especially given that you are used to holding, but it is important for your health to go often, especially now that you are a woman. So why don't you close your eyes, take a deep breath, lift your nightie, imagine you are on the toilet and let it all out."

But nothing happened...

"Am I going to have to take her to A and E?" asked your father with concern "Has she peed at all this morning?"

"I don't think so, and what's more, she seems to have held all night as well"

"I'm fine!" You blurted.

"You bloody well don't seem to be." your father responded, visibly panicked.

"Relax, she only just turned 18. These things take time, I remember when I was 18." She then turned to you asking "Shall I go get you a drink? Mia, are you thirsty?"

"Yeah that'd be great."

To Mia's surprise, She got a larger glass of orange juice than expected, then again, she did feel thirsty.

"How are you feeling sweetie?"

"It feels gross."

"Honey, woman pee is not gross, same goes for poop. You know both kinda dissolve after a while anyway."

"I know" You said although you sort of only half remembered that detail from your dream, you look at mom's pile of poo, to find it's already noticeably smaller than you remember.

"Are you looking at moummy's poo? Are you satisfied that it will dissolve"

"Haha! ur... yeah. I guess."

"It's ok to be nervous, given that it's your first time, but you do need to go soon. it's ok now that you only just turned 18, but by midday, you need to be peeing every 6-10 minutes and pooing every one to two hours, otherwise we might have to take you to A and E to stick a catheter in you."

You look back in visible shock, your dream told you that you'd be going more often, but this amount seemed inhuman. You try not to show your surprise, but your mother picks up on it.

"You are acting like that's not about how often I've gone your entire life."

"I don't know, I just can't imagine going that often. I guess I should be glad I don't have to get up and go to the toilet every five minutes." You said, before downing the last of your juice.

"Indeed. Now I don't mean to pressure you, but do you think you can go now?"

But instead of answering, you simply sigh in relief as you finally let go. The feeling is indescribable, you feel a sense of bliss, as if this may genuinely the best experience of your life. Your bladder gradually empties as your pee rushes out at a startling ****. You never knew that you could pee so much, and you never want this to end. You even start pooping while you go. Eventually your stream diminishes and you find yourself luxuriating in the warm liquid soaking your chair.

"That took ten minute. Boy you needed to go! You also enjoyed your first woman pee more than even I did."

"Will you be fine?" asked your father.

"Relax, she just needs some gentle encouragement, I'll text Daisy and Maisy, to make sure they are aware. You'll probably need to pee several times on your way to town, so make sure you have your sphincters relaxed and ready. Now you probably need to get ready."

"I'm off!" called your brother "and don't go rummaging in my room Mia"

And with that, Mia, went to the bathroom, not to pee, but to get ready to go out.