Milo Pascal: Coming of Age Arisakan (A Homo Superior Story)

The following is set in the same universe as my Voyages of The Seed of Truth saga, a currently ongoing space adventure set in the distant future where mankind fights a war of conquest with the end goal of enslaving all alien life in the galaxy. This is written with the assumption that you have already been following the exploits of Lord James Fujiwara and his crew, found here.
https://chyoa.com/chapter/The-Voyages-of-The-Seed-of-Truth%3A-Contact%21.1634400

ParisOfTheCrater, France Province, Arisaka Secundus. 4-32-334AL

Cassandra Fujiwara-Pascal was buzzing with excitement as she prepared for the evening. It was not every day that your son turns eighteen. As a trueborn daughter of one of the founding families of the Arisaka Cluster and the niece of the planet's Sultan, Cassie had found her calling as a professional wife and mother. Cassie had enjoyed her time as a moral officer when she served in the Federation Navy. She had made it her personal mission to give every stable room on her little frigate its own theme. By the time her tour of duty finished, had stopped calling the rutting rooms by their numbers and referred to them by the styles she had picked. Cassie had been particularly proud of her Wes Anderson themed fuck bunk. As she returned home after a tour in border space that was enough explosions and alien monsters trying to eat her for one lifetime, Cassie thought about how nice it would be to have a nice house in the countryside with a big quiet porch in the shade where she could watch her xenos work her fields and raise a herd of grox in peaceful domestic tranquility.

Cassie had met Dongkun Pascal at the welcome home banquet her mother had thrown for her when Cassie returned from her service with the navy. The successful engram editor had an easy going charm about him that gave him a vivacious demeanor. The twenty six year old Cassandra had been shocked when Dongkun had told her that he was ninety six years old. It was not that he looked young, youthification therapy was paid for by The Crowns and available to all humans free of charge. Dongkun Pascal had a brightness in his eyes that Cassie would learn came from his passion for his life and his art.

The two of them hit it off when they agreed that pure born children are better off than xeno-breds. "I know that the science is pretty conclusive that having a xeno for a mother or father in theory increases health, mental wellness, ect. but in this day and age where everyone gets their genes tweaked every dozen years, I cannot help but believe that having a human mother and a human father is just better for a kids upbringing. And maybe call me old fashioned or selfish, but I have read a lot of ancient literate and watched a lot of the archaic cinema from Old Earth and I cannot help but want to experience a traditional family. A man and woman raising children to adulthood, together as partners." Dongkun had said wistfully to the young lady freshly returned from war.

"That does sound nice." Cassie had said giving the gentleman a smile. "Does that mean that you are against accelogyms for children?"
"Not against. If other people want to have their sons and daughters raised by machines and holograms that is their business. I understand why The FedReich supports the programs. But I personally do not want to pop my baby into a machine and meet my twenty year old son or daughter two days after they are born. I want to watch my kids grow up. I think most people do, don't you?"

From there, things moved fast. They shared a dance, they shared a room. They shared a night in The Capital Spire. They shared a cruise of The Cluster on Dongkun's yacht. She started spending more time in his apartment, he started spending more time on her plantation. She told him that he loved her. He told her that he wanted to marry her.

Their lawyers worked out the details as their families prepared for an enormous media event. The Fujiwara-Pascal wedding got two billion of live views. The couple had insisted on a humans-only conservitor ceremony. Cassie had worn the traditional white dress with all the men in attendance dressed in 19th century tuxedoes. The reception and orgy had been the highlight of The Cluster's social season of 311AL. Cassie had been proud of the fact that more human babies had been conceived on her wedding night than xenos that had died, not counting the Amarleans used for mershimi.

As her xeno hand maids painted her face and nails while bringing out her jewelry for selection, Cassie thought about the fact that her marriage contract would have to be renewed in a few years. Cassie had enjoyed her life with her husband so much, she wanted this chapter of her life to keep going. Though they never talked about it directly, Dongkun always said that these years living together were the happiest in his life, he would not want to end their marriage at the end of the initial twenty five years, would he?

Cassie was snapped out of those thoughts when she heard a voice say "Hey Mom." Cassie looked up to see her son Milo looking pale and nervous.
"There is my big man. Let me take a good look at the birthday boy." Cassie stood up and gave her son a hug. The teenage boy felt his mother's arms press him against her ample bosom. The young man's awkwardness brought an endearing smile to his mother. "Are you excited to pick out your Shogun's Gift? I know that it is different for boys, but I remember feeling like 'this is it. This is the beginning of becoming an adult.' Sweetie, why do you have that look?"

"Can I talk to you. Um. privately, like actually privately?" said Milo looking around at the xenos slaves.
"Must be very important." said Cassie with a solumn tone before ordering all of the xenos out. "Alright sweetie, what do you want to talk about?"

Milo closed his eyes. He had practiced this speech a thousand times. Ever since he had made up his mind, he knew this day would come. Now that it was here. He found the words getting caught in his throught. He, his. It made Milo laugh inside from the absurdity of it. "Mother. I want to transcend the boundary between male and female to become the superior form of humanity. I..."

"You want to become a Caplanist? Oh sweetie, that is wonderful." said Cassandra giving her son a hug and cheek kisses. "You are old enough to make decisions about your body. I suppose that these days, futaforming your body is the cool thing to do." Cassandra shrugged. "Does your father know that this is what you want?"

Milo shook his head. "Anna and Billy know that I have been thinking about it, but I wanted to talk to you about it first. I thought that you would be mad." Milo told his mom.

"Surprised, absolutely. But why would I be mad? Your father and I love you and want you to find your own way in the world. We raised you to be free to pursue whatever life you want. Just because we are happy with trad-life does not mean that we expect you to blindly follow our path.
"Let me make a few calls. Before we take you to pick up your Dranza, let's make a quick stop at the royal genespa. You might not have my name, but you are a Fujiwara by blood. If one of my children is going to become trans, then I will have the best bio-sculptors on the planet to make sure that my babies are the finest futas on the planet."

Milo Pascal beamed at his mother before the young man, soon to be a young transcendent, gave her a great big hug. "Thank you, Mom. I love you!"