Well, my daddy left home when I was 3, and he didn't leave much for ma and me

When Kim popped back up on earth, the first thing she noticed was the sound. Having grown up in the city for most of her life, it had taken her some time to get used to the quietness of the island and the hotel.

Now she was back among civilization, and the sound was overwhelming her again. It wasn’t the city, though. It was the suburbs.

But still… the honking of horns, and the whir of traffic in the distance, all the ambient noise… it was something you didn’t notice until you found yourself back in it.

Kim sighed and rubbed her forehead. She looked down at the gun in her hand.

“Man… am I really gonna do this?” She wondered. After all, it wasn’t like her to transform other people. While Kim’s experiences with transformations weren’t the worst out of everyone in Nick’s harem, she still knew enough about right and wrong to not want to inflict those transformations on anybody else, if she could help it.

The problem was, she wasn’t sure if she could help it or not. This was a pretty sadistic challenge Dakota had cooked up, and Kim had the feeling that if the other woman had her way, they’d all be doing things they regretted.

“Well… I guess there’s no use complaining about it, gotta get it done,” Kim said, gritting her teeth. She didn’t like what she had to do here, but…

She couldn’t just throw the challenge, either. I’m sorry, Dani. You’re my friend, but I play to win, Kim resolved herself. I haven’t even slept with Nick yet. I’m not ready to throw in the towel and end my run here.

With that in mind, being back on earth put Kim in an odd mood. Part of her wished that she had her phone with her. She needed to call her parents, and let them know she was okay. She had no way of knowing if she was back in the real world, or if this was some alternate universe, or hell, she could have been flung through time for all she knew!

…Kim was never a fan of science fiction. She barely watched any TV at all. Unfortunately, she’d dropped her phone when she’d been brought to Harem Hotel, and this definitely wasn’t the gas station she’d been working at.

She didn’t really know where it was, actually.

The sun was low in the sky. Not exactly sunset, but getting there. And since it was still summer (Probably? Maybe? She really had no idea.) it must have been later than she thought.

“Well… it’s definitely not home, I can say that much,” she grumbled, looking at the row of houses in front of her.

Kim had never actually seen the suburbs before. They were always a bit of a mythical place to her. She’d been stuck in a tiny, cramped apartment with her mother and siblings all her life.

But she’d always wanted a house like the one in front of her.

If they brought me here, then that means my target is probably inside, Kim determined. It made logical sense, thinking that way.

Kim tightened her grip on the gun in her hand, and resolved herself. She didn’t know if she could actually go through with it, but either way, whatever happened wasn’t going to be pretty.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door. But not before tucking the ray gun into the waistband of her pants, behind her back. She could see a peephole on the door, and didn’t want whoever answered to turn her away because they saw she was packing.

That would end this before it even started, the door looked too thick to kick down. Not at all like the flimsy one on her mom’s apartment.

“Yes? Who is it?”

A woman in her thirties opened the door, holding a young child in her arm. She was very pretty, with long, blonde hair and blue eyes filled with blonde curiosity. Kim didn’t recognize her, and she wasn’t glowing, so she obviously wasn’t the target. Neither was the little kid.

“Can I help you?” The mother asked, knitting her brow with concern. “We were just sitting down for dinner. If you’re here to sell us something…”

“No, I-I’m not here to sell you anything,” Kim said, shaking her head quickly. “I just… uh…”

What could she say, honestly? It was obvious by the impatient look on this woman’s face that she wasn’t the nicest lady around, even if she was clearly doting on the infant in her arms. She definitely pulled off the “resting bitch face” look, though.

Kim really wasn’t quite sure how to respond, so she handled things diplomatically, putting on her best smile to disarm the other lady.

“Good afternoon, ma’am,” Kim greeted her, trying to restart things. “It’s a pleasure to meet you! My name is Kimiko Lewis, but you can call me Kim! I was wondering…”

Kim’s voice trailed off when she saw the other woman’s expression sour like aged milk. She’d obviously said something wrong, which caused her own smile to falter.

“M-ma’am?”

“You’re her daughter, aren’t you?” There was a frustrated edge to the woman’s voice, which confused Kim even more.

“Who? What?” She stared at the woman in front of her with confusion, wondering why she had suddenly turned so hostile.

“Who’s at the door, dear? Why aren’t you… …Oh.”

A man, ostensibly the lady’s husband, came to see what was taking his wife so long, and the second Kim laid eyes on him all the pieces fell into place.

“You deal with this,” the lady spat, turning and storming back into the house. “I didn’t sign up for this, Kai.”

The man at the door looked like he’d seen a ghost. He stared at Kim with a look of dawning terror as Kim looked back at him, hardly even noticing the shimmer around his body.

How many years had it been since she’d last seen the man in front of her? It was definitely more than 10. 15 sounded like the right number, but she knew it couldn’t be that many, considering how young her siblings were.

11 years? 12?

…Did it even matter at this point?

“…You…” Kim couldn’t keep the rage from her voice. “What are you doing here?!”

It was a dumb question. He was here because this was his house. And he was obviously confused by it, because he had no idea the context of Kim looking for a target.

But Kim wasn’t in the mood to ask the smart questions at this point. She was burning with rage and she could feel the gun throbbing behind her, just begging her to pull it out. She almost did, just out of principle.

“Kimiko… is that really you?”

“Don’t call me that!” Kim snapped, glaring at the aging asian man in front of her. “You don’t get to call me that. You don’t get to talk to me at all, damn it!”

Anger that Kim had buried for years erupted in that moment, and came spewing out of her like molten magma from a long-dormant volcano.

Because the man in front of her was the same son of a bitch whose name was scrawled on her birth certificate.

He stared at her like a deer caught in the headlights; completely frozen. Like a specter from his past had come to haunt him, and he wasn’t wrong.

It was Kim who spoke first, after her outburst. It just took her some time to get her thoughts in order, and actually address the bastard in front of her.

“So this is where you’ve been all this time?” She said, forcing her way past him and into the house. Sure, she was breaking and entering, but who fucking cared at this point? She shoved him out of the way and entered a foyer that made the entryway to her mom’s place look like a crack den.

Which it very well might have been at one point, given the state of the neighborhood and the bars on her windows.

“…Nice place.”

His daughter entering his home was finally enough to make Kim’s biological father snap out of his state of shock and actually say something.

“You… you can’t just barge in like that!” He exclaimed, red in the face.

Kim’s eye twitched and she whirled around, nearly drawing the gun then and there. “Oh, I can’t? Why not? I’m your daughter, aren’t I? I’m not welcome here?”

The man swallowed, not sure what to say in response to the justified anger coming off of her.

“Kimiko-”

“I said don’t call me that!” Kim exclaimed, stomping her foot. Just hearing her name coming out of his mouth made her feel sick.

“Th-then… what should I…?” The man stammered, staring awkwardly at her. Not that Kim could even begin to bring herself to care about his discomfort. She just seethed furiously in his direction, and curled her hands into fists.

“Dad? What’s going on?”

Kim turned, surprised, to see a young girl looking her way in surprise. She was young; younger than Kim’s little siblings by a lot. Maybe as young as 6 or 7.

But the resemblance was striking. Kim knew in an instant that the girl was her half-sister. And she thought, on some level, that the girl realized the same.

In that moment, she let out the breath she was holding and her fingers slowly unraveled as her arms dangled down at her sides.

Her anger disappeared. But something else took its place. Something far more primal. Raw hatred for the man who had sired her.

“So that’s it, isn’t it?” She said quietly. “You abandoned mom, and started a family with another woman, did you?”

“It-it’s not what you think,” Kai said, hurrying to step between his two daughters. He offered a shaky smile to the younger one. “Molly, honey, go join your mother in the dining room, okay?”

Molly shook her head, looking curiously at Kim. “Who is she, daddy? And why were you two yelling so much?”

“She’s, uh…” Kai’s words caught in his throat, completely unprepared to explain to his young daughter about her half-siblings.

Kim snorted and rolled her eyes. “What a surprise. I had a feeling you wouldn’t have the balls to tell your kids anything about us.”

Kai scowled at her. “Don’t use that kind of language in front of my daughter. Molly, go back to your mom.”

“Your daughter? Oh, that’s rich. How old is she? 7? 8? She’s getting pretty close to the age I was, when you ditched mom to go ‘find yourself’ or whatever the fuck it was you told her,” Kim sneered. “And I’ll curse as much as I damn well please, thank you very much. You gave up the right to tell me what to do a long time ago, ‘dad’.”

Just calling him that made her feel ill. But she’d **** herself to do it in order to push things further with little Molly, who was just getting more and more confused.

“Daddy?” She looked up at her father, who was still trying to get her to go back.

“Please, Molly, go to mommy,” Kai urged her warily. “This lady is an old friend of mine, I’m just trying to have a talk with her. I’ll be in for dinner soon.”

Molly bit her lip and nodded. Then she turned and ran back to her room.

With a tired sigh, Kai straightened up and turned back to his other daughter. Not that she would ever consider herself that.

“Why did you come here?” He asked warily. “Did Saya send you?”

“Don’t talk about my mom.” That was the last fucking straw. Kim grabbed the gun from her waistband and held it up, pointing it right at her so-called “father”.

That changed things instantly. His hands shot up and he stumbled back, his eyes staring down the barrel of the gun.

“You-! What-what are you doing?!”

“I didn’t know what to think at first,” Kim spat, advancing on him. He backed away until he hit the wall. Kim paced back and forth in front of him, never taking her eyes or the gun off the man who had sired her and ran. “When you left. Mom was pregnant, remember that? Twins. Did you know? Is that why you ran away?”

“W-we…” Kai’s face burned with shame and guilt. Which was good, but not nearly enough to make Kim feel better.

“Go on,” Kim urged, glaring at him. “I want to hear this! Make it good. Tell me all about why you ran away. Believe me, whatever you have to say, it can’t be worse than all the stuff I told myself, way back in the day.”

Kai had never been what anyone would call a good father. He abandoned Kim and her family when she was very young, before her siblings have even been born. But even before that, he hadn’t ever really been around. He was always working, that’s what her mother always said. Working to put a roof over their heads.

And then, at some point, he just stopped coming home. Kim didn’t know the details, and her mother never told her. But she knew on some level that she wouldn’t ever see him again.

Not until today.

“I- you have to understand, your mother and I, we never expected it to be anything serious,” he pleaded with her. “We were just kids! And then, well… when she got pregnant, our parents **** us to get married. That’s how it was back then! But I never wanted…”

“Never wanted to be a father?” Kim narrowed her eyes.

He swallowed and shook his head. “I never wanted to abandon you,” he whispered. “Please, believe me. I didn’t have a choice.”

Did he think Kim was an idiot?

“You didn’t have a choice?” Kim stopped pacing. “Please. Explain that to me. I want to hear it, tell me, what do you mean you ‘didn’t have a choice’?”

Kai winced. “I… I was trying to make money,” he stammered. “But my deals kept falling through. The company went under, and I thought… I thought that there was no way I could do my duty as a father. With a child at home, and two more on the way? So… so I just left. I moved to New York and started over. I wanted to reach out, Kimiko, I did! I must have picked up the phone a thousand times, ready to call you!”

“Yeah, but you didn’t,” Kim seethed. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She’d wanted an explanation, but this prick was seriously trying to justify himself to her? After admitting he ran halfway across the country to get away from his parental obligations?

At the moment, she wished her gun was an actual gun, and not a transforming one.

“How could I?!” Kai hissed. “What should I have said? ‘Sorry I moved out, don’t worry, I’m trying to find a job to send you some money?’ Be real!”

“I am being real!” Kim snapped. “Sending us money? We didn’t get a dime from you!”

Kai winced. “That… that wasn’t what I had planned,” he admitted shamefully. “It just ended up that way. Once I got a new job, once I got stable, the plan was always to get back in contact, to start sending child support. I meant to, Kim, I really did, but then… then I met Marissa. It had been so long since I was happy with your mother, and Marissa, she just… we fell in love. You can’t blame me for that!”

Kim just slowly shook her head in disbelief.

“Marissa and I, we hit it off, but I never meant things to get as serious as they did,” he pleaded. “You’ve got to believe me, I was always planning to send money to you and your mother, to move you over to live with me, but then… then Marissa got pregnant.”

An incredulous laugh escaped Kim’s lips. “Wow!” She shook her head in disbelief. “This is just getting to be a regular thing with you, isn’t it? Tell me, how many other half-siblings do I have, thanks to your apparent inability to put on a condom properly? Am I even the first!?”

Kai just shrank slightly, not sure what he could say.

It didn’t matter, though, because Kim didn’t care.

“Keep going,” she snarled, tightening her finger over the trigger.

“I-I don’t know what you want me to say…” The pitiful man whimpered. “When Marissa got pregnant, I tried talking to her, explaining to her that I already had children, but she didn’t care. She said that I had to marry her, or she was going to contact your mother and tell her where I was! She was going to drive us all to financial ruin, Kimiko, I had ****! So we got married, and I had a newborn on the way, so I needed to use my money for that, and…”

“And you just forgot all about us,” Kim sneered.

“No!” Kai shook his head frantically. “I never forgot about you! I just… I couldn’t be the father you needed, so…”

“So better no father at all? Are you fucking real?” Kim could feel tears of sadness and rage welling up in her eyes. “I don’t believe this. Do you have any idea what it was like? Living in that house? Going to bed hungry, to make sure my siblings got fed? Working three jobs at 14, just to make ends meet?!”

“Kimiko, I’m so sorry… please, we don’t have much money, but we do have some… if you and your mother need anything-”

“It’s too fucking late for that!” Kim screamed. “We don’t want your money! I never wanted your money! What I wanted was for you to not have abandoned us! Do you know what it was like?! Knowing your own father didn’t want anything to do with you? Thinking that he just left, and that it might have been because it was your fault?! How could you know what that’s like?! I-I… I couldn’t handle it, you fucking piece of shit! And now, seeing you like this, seeing you fucking happy, with your nice little family and your two kids, and your car in the driveway, do you have any fucking idea?!”

Kai couldn’t answer her. He just trembled like a blubbering baby as his daughter cried in front of him.

“I always used to tell myself that you were some scumbag, some horrible monster,” Kim snarled. “But you’re so much worse than a deadbeat. I thought you were the kind of guy, who could never settle down and have a family. But no. Obviously you can be a ‘normal’ suburban dad. You just couldn’t be one for me.”

“I… Kimiko…”

“STOP TALKING!” Kim waved her gun like a lunatic. And that’s when she remembered the whole reason she had been sent here in the first place.

Once she remembered that, she calmed down, and got really quiet. So quiet she could hear the worried fretting from the dining room. Molly peeked out at her, looking like she was about to cry.

That expression on her half-sister’s face was enough to temper her anger… but only slightly.

“…Just so you know, just so you don’t have to feel guilty anymore, if that’s even something you can do, mom is doing fine now,” Kim growled. “In case you couldn’t tell by the change in my name, she got remarried. To a great guy, who actually wanted to be a father. He’s my dad. You… you’re just a useless waste of genetic material. So this should be fitting.”

She pointed the gun at him and pulled the trigger. Kai screamed and tried to shield himself from the bullet, but of course, no bullet was coming.

Just a black beam of light that transformed him.

“I was going to do so much to you,” Kim growled. “I was going to take away all your money, turn you out onto the street. But if I did that, then you wife, your kids, they would suffer too. And that’s not fair. They shouldn’t suffer just because you’re a piece of garbage. So that’s not what I’m doing.”

The light faded, and Kai stared down at himself in horror.

“You… what have you done?”

“That penis of yours is what got you in so much trouble in the first place, right?” Kim sneered. “Well, I don’t want you accidentally knocking up some third woman and ruining another family. So instead, I think we’ll just stop you from using it altogether.”

Kai’s body had shrunk. Kim hadn’t turned him into a woman- after all, that wouldn’t have completely removed him from the gene pool. But she feminized him considerably, and a part of that was making him impotent. His dick had shrunk down to the size of a pinkie finger, and had lost the ability to get fully hard. At best, he would be able to manage a half-chub that would be just beyond the realm of real pleasure, and would never be able to ejaculate again.

His wife certainly wouldn’t see him as much of a man anymore, and neither would his children. He was a pathetic little wretch who didn’t deserve the respect from anyone around him. All he was good for now was working to support his family. Fortunately, she’d also adjusted his mind, and restructured his priorities. He viewed supporting his wife and kids financially as the most important thing in his life. He might just end up working until the day he died to keep their family afloat.

She let him know all of this with glee, of course. Maybe that was a step too far. Maybe it was too evil. Too cruel. She knew the others would probably condemn her, and she prepared herself for that, as painful as it would be.

This wasn’t like her. She knew it wasn’t like her. But her transformation refused to let her take any half-measures.

And she would sleep easily tonight, knowing that deadbeat scum got what he deserved.