Epilog

Putting one foot in front of the other Aaron walked away from the group of people from his fathers works, the stiletto boots causing him little trouble as he maneuvered his way through the office. Taking refuge in the first place he could, Aaron stepped into the doorway of the book keepers office. Tonight he was playing the part of the good daughter, while his older sister was off doing whatever with her boyfriend Mathew. He supposed he would rather be here in the sexy Christmas outfit than being with Cody, but having Eve here in a green dress to match his own red would have made him feel like he was standing out less.

The outfit his step mother had picked out for tonight to be in the spirit of things was a red dress that stopped mid thigh with a hood. It had white fur along the hem of the skirt, the cuff of the sleeves and the hood and worst of all showed off his growing cleavage. It had been paired with a thick black leather belt and matching stiletto boots that Dalila had used a little creativity to buy some of the fake fur to make the footwear look like it was made for the outfit. The feminized teen took in a deep breath, letting it out slowly through his crimson lips. The world wasn’t fair, his sister didn’t let him out of anything. She didn’t threaten him anymore, but started to pretend like he wanted this all along and how he had tricked her. It had been infuriating, but it wasn’t like he could just tell his old man the truth, that would cause so many more problems.

Over the last two months Aaron had been pulled out of public school and enrolled in a private one where he was enrolled as Erin Bright. Living a life as a girl was the hardest thing he had ever done. Waking up in the morning to get ready, putting on makeup and seeing someone in the mirror that wasn’t him. While people said his name didn’t change he could feel the difference and when a teacher called him Miss Bright it felt like he cut and couldn’t help but flinch or at least he had at first. His life was not his own, he was trapped and he thought he was actually feeling what it was like to be trans. The person he saw in the mirror was a girl, the way he was treated was as a girl, but he knew that wasn’t who he was.

Near the end off November, living as Erin for about a month, he had finally built up the courage to really speak with his dad, but as he spoke his teenage will faltered. One of the things that had changed since that day his pops found him wearing a bra and heels had been how the older man treated him. Instead of being rejected as a freak his dad had accepted him, saying that no matter what he wore… she wore as he put it, that he would be loved. His dad hugged him more, made a stronger effort for them to spend time together. They went to baseball games, visited his mother’s grave and just talked. Talked in a way that he had never been engaged before, being asked about how he felt about things. Aaron didn’t want to walk around in heels and dresses, but he had also never felt so close to his dad in his life. The rage that consumed him had died down, to the point he had started to actually enjoy the one on one time he got with his step mother.

For each thing Aaron hated he could pick out something good. He didn’t want Cody to kiss him and wasn’t a big fan of the taste of cum, but seeing the desire in the older boy’s eyes. A desire for him, when he couldn’t even get a girl to look at him twice was electric. The complete bliss that he saw on Cody’s face when the college boy’s member was in his mouth felt empowering. His mind told him it was wrong and disgusting, but there was something about being the one to make someone else so happy that made his feelings muddled. Aaron didn’t want to look like a girl, but enjoyed feeling sexy and all of it was incredibly confusing. He knew he was a boy, he was Aaron, but being Erin was growing on him and brought more than a little confusion. Come the new year he was going to start seeing a therapist on the regular and hoped they could help decipher all the tangled mess in his head and heart. It should have been easy to tell his dad that he didn't want to be a girl and for the life of him he couldn't figure out how the day turned into them going out, going karting, getting a pint of ice cream and going home to watch a movie with the family.

“Hey Erin, there you are.” Gerald said, after finding his teen daughter hanging out in a doorway with mistletoe over her head. His son could have been brash, down right abrasive at times, but was shy as anything around girls. It made sense considering what he knew now, but seeing her standing under the mistletoe, waiting for the right boy that she probably had her eye on, made him smile. “I wanted to introduce you to my boss, I know you spent a lot of your savings recently and worked out a deal for you to pick up a part time job here in the office. You would have to spend some more time around your old man, but the pay is decent. What do you say?”

Erin’s red lipstick covered lips quirked up into a smile. “I think I would like that.”