more weirdness

"Hi daddy." you said in your best girly voice, which was not all that great. You hear your dad groan "What?" you ask frantic. "I told you before. Boys dont call their father's daddy." you felt your heart shatter. The curse took your daddy from you! Your dad was always vocal about his disdain for gay people but especially trans people, you just never imagined you would be on the receiving end. "I'm sorry." you apologized trying to hold back tears, the last thing you needed to do was talk about a curse and get yourself locked up. "I wanted to give you one last chance mark" it felt like someone punched you in the stomach and your skin crawl all at the same time. "we let you live in our home for eighteen years and even threw you a graduation party." You heard him pause, you knew from experience he was collecting himself and trying not to rage out. "and mark, telling everyone we knew, your friends, our family." why did he have to keep calling you that? "And telling everyone you were doing ****!?" he paused again trying to calm himself, what did he mean ****? You've never done **** in your life! The only "****" you could imagine someone in your current situation might use is hormones.

You realized what he had said, you "came out" at your graduation party. Most of your senior class was there, the entire cheer leading squad, your ex even. How could that be possible?

Oh god did they all know too? Did the curse effect them like it effected your dad? "Look, if you stop this nonsense you can come home and we'll work on fixing the damage you caused by telling people you're a girl." You felt so angry at him, he kept insulting you over and over and now this "I am a girl daddy!" you shouted into your phone. "I've always been a girl why cant you see that?" he didn't say anything for the longest time. The deafening silence drove you mad. He was your daddy! He promised he'd protect you from monsters since you were little and here he was being a monster. "Goodbye mark." you could hear him speaking through his set jaw. The jaw you now had too, now a constant reminder of your abandonment. "B-bye daddy."

To hell with him you weren't going to let him make you cry. "Stubborn old bastard." you wanted to smash your phone in a million pieces but you knew needed it, an even smaller part of you didn't want to lose the only way your dad knew how to contact you. You hoped maybe after you got the curse lifted you could still call him and give him the good news. Maybe he'd come around. You glanced at yourself in the mirror, which was all you could stand before being totally disgusted at the sight of yourself, and made sure you weren't crying.

Once confirmed you left the bathroom and spotted skylar setting up her things while pretending she didn't just hear your very loud conversation, god bless her. You hugged her from behind. Even though she was basically a stranger you felt very close to her. She was the only one you knew so far who didn't treat you like a freak. Granted you only knew how your dad was affected. But it was nice knowing someone was there for you. "Fun call?" she asked and you sighed "It made me really grateful I have you in my life. Take from that what you will."skylar shifted and turned around giving you a full on hug. You embraced skylar's lythe and feminine body, with each passing moment you grew more jealous of her.

You pulled away from the hug when you felt your penis begin to tent. At least you got some warning this time. You sat on your bed for a moment picking through your boxes noting how uncomfortable it was to sit with your legs crossed now. Skylar brought out her phone and played some music from her library. One part to silence the awkwardness and another part to give yourselves an excuse not to talk. Skylar was feeling some conflicting emotions of her own that she wanted to ignore. She wanted nothing more than to comfort you in loving and sexual ways, all of which she wanted to resist for many reasons.

Looking through your boxes you find pill bottles with mark's name on them. These must be female hormones you realized. The bottle was nearly empty meaning you'd have to get more soon, you didn't even know where to start. You tossed the nearly empty bottle onto your night desk. "Do you know any good places to eat?" you asked over the soft music. "Uh I know a few but the only one that isn't going to be packed right now with other collegiates like ourselves is pretty fancy. Like having a dress code fancy!" A nice dinner just the two of you sounded nice "Of course we could also always order pizza." You definitely didn't want to be alone anymore.