Wednesday, September 30, 2009

ANNIE'S CAPS - Madame Jae's "Fire Women"


Eddie Jansen’s dad Leo had a fire chief, until he got caught in a backdraft and suffered tremendous facial disfigurement from chemical burns. Already a widower at age 45, Leo pleaded with his son to let him suffer in silence and to get out of fire cadet school. Still wanting to honor his dad for years if service, Eddie joined the police academy at age 22, and within two years had joined the vice squad.


Madame Jae and the City Police had long ago helped each other out. In exchange for protecting the thousands of men and boys living out their feminine dreams, the salon gave the undercover boys the ultimate in “cover girl” transformations.


Eddie solved many as case as the gorgeous Emma, and felt more comfortable in her role. The salon owner and Emma became close, and soon Madame Jae gave Eddie an idea for bringing his depressed dad out of his shell.


“It was great for them to rebuild Leo’s look – but then they showed me what Lorraine looked like – and like my new daughter, it felt natural to be a mature sexy woman. Not only do we look incredible – it feels incredible to be looked at,” Lorraine said with a slightly devious smile.


“Hey Mom, see those studs checking us out?” Emma whispered. “Let’s go see if we can start some fires.”

Friday, September 25, 2009

Las Chicanas part 3

Las Chicanas

What would you do to save your father's life - and your own?

A Story by Annabelle Raven


“Listen to me… MOTHER. That’s right, I said mother, because that’s what you are. My father, Manuel Estefan Garza Cárdenas, died in prison. That is to say his male life died there. Because of the pact we made when you got out of prison and found me, as your son Alex, depressed and suicidal from my birth mother’s death from being a meth addict. I was headed down a bad path, and you had been in one your whole life. I remember telling you that I wanted to be with Mom in heaven, and I hated you for leaving us. But we needed each other to survive,” Alicia said while choking on her own sobs.


Maria softly cried, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Alicia hushed her, and continued.


“Let me finish. Then I told you, that I was a girl, a girl inside. I hated my dick; I hated the hair that was growing on my chin. Then you told me how horrible it was for you to be raped in prison and how you didn’t want to see me become a drag whore, and I told you in no uncertain terms that I was going to be a REAL WOMAN, and that if you were going to be in my life, that maybe you should think about accepting your girlish eyes, lips, and butt, put on a dress, and take a shot at really being a woman, because I just lost my mommy and I needed a new one. And you know what? YOU DID IT! You have been nothing short of incredible, MOTHER! We did everything together that we never did as father and son. Shopping, makeup, learning to cook, learning to dress, walking in heels. The courage to go to Dr. Valdez and admit our transsexuality. The courage to adapt new identities, go through RLT and taking those hormones. All the while, you have been a great role model for me as a young woman.”


Nearly ready to collapse in emotion, Alicia said to Maria, “Now you have a boyfriend who treats you like a real woman, making love to you. You can’t be scared now, mama! I love you and I’m going to hold you to our deal.” Finally, Alicia succumbed to bawling.


“Now it’s my turn, Alicia Josefina,” Maria gasped as she regained her breath to comfort her child. “You talk about me being your role model as a woman. Well, baby, you’re MY role model. When I was away all that time as your dad, I was a fool not to have gotten to know you. Like so many, I let my male arrogance and prison yard cajones make choices for me. I… I could have gone to Melina (Alejandro’s birth mother) before she got lost in her addiction. I realize now, baby, that I was overcompensating for being a runt, a boy who should have been a girl, by being a bad ass barrio cabron. A real bastard. All of this time, Maria was inside of me, but it was hearing your pain, and your plea to be a woman, that woke me up.”


Now mother took daughter’s crying face in her hands. “If I don’t follow you into dresses and bras and boobies, then I am a dead man. In fact, you’re right – Manny did die when Maria was allowed to live. And you were always Alicia but for fifteen years you had to pretend to be Alejandro.”


Maria caught her breath and continued, “Being your mother has been the biggest joy. I watched your body change as mine did, but I also watched you blossom as a confident young teenage girl. A great student, active in student activities, so many friends, and of course – Antonio. Your boyfriend is quite the catch, mi corazón. I hate to say it but when I saw you two one day kissing and him holding you, I think I was a little jealous of you. Because even though I just went through a girl’s puberty like you did, I never dated or made out with a hunky boy in school.”


Alicia chortled some giggles and said in her soft voice, “We’ll I’m being a good girl and keeping my virtue until I’m ready. Mama… I’ve decided that I want to make love to Tony the night of the prom, right after my 18th birthday. I love him so much, and he is devoted to me.”


“Yes he is, and I can see the love in both your eyes, honey, and… Alicia I wasn’t being completely honest with you. Today I didn’t have to make up the story of being on the rag with Miguel. He knows I’m a pre-op transsexual. He says he loves me because to him I’m a beautiful woman and he wants me to be a complete woman, but today… today we got together, and we were both so horny… Alicia today made me his loving woman, his mamacita.”


Maria paused and cried again, and her daughter cried along with her, as they hugged and stroked each other’s hair. Maria then added, “Baby, he’s going to pay for my operation once Dr. Valdez signs off on me, and since I handle all of his finances, I know he has enough money to pay for yours too, I’ll tell him that you just need some minor surgery instead of telling him his step-daughter needs SRS too.”


“Mama – no, you and I will go to Dr. Mike – I guess I better start getting used to calling him Daddy – and we’ll tell him the whole story. You’re right, mom, honesty is the best policy, so… I think I’m going to tell Tony too. He deserves to know.”

“I love you, Alicia, thank you for everything you have given me. We’re a couple of beautiful Chicanas in love and we’re going to have it all!” Once again, mom and daughter hugged.


EPILOGUE:


January: Alicia and Maria Garza, having told the whole story to Miguel Estrada , had their SRS together. Tony Torres came to the hospital to be with his girlfriend.


February: Miguel proposed marriage to Maria on Valentine’s Day, the first night they had true intercourse. They’ll be married in August. Alicia will be her maid of honor.


June: A momentous month for Alicia and Tony. They graduated at the top of their high school class. Ali won a college scholarship, Tony was drafted by the Angels, and the couple celebrated their love after the Senior Prom with a passionate night they’d never forget.


ANNIE'S CAPS - 100th POST! - Madame Jae's Special Contest


In honor of Family Tradition’s 100th post, Madame Jae held an online poll to determine the biggest FT fan.


Here are the winners, Roger Pasternak of Roswell GA and his son Trent. Madame Jae flew them into town and checked them into the Ritz Carlton where our team of world class makeup artists, wardrobe consultants, and shamans transformed Roger and Trent into Roselyn and Teresa - a happy, sexy mother/daughter duo!


Instead of heading for the Caribbean or Hollywood, Roz and Terri visited Roger’s ex-wife Carly and their daughter Andrea. Since the divorce, Trent and Andrea had split time between staying with mom and dad. But with the guys now girls, they all loved the idea of shopping and girls night out. Carly now considered Roz her sister, and Terri as her niece.


Where the family broke apart before, now two sisters who are now both proud mothers share lives full of love and joy. Oh and both the moms and daughters enjoy double dating!


A message from the “girls”

Thanks to everyone for Madame Jae, for giving us such wonderful female makeovers! Now if you’ll excuse us, our dates are here to pick us up!


Now, Mom, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do! (giggle)


Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Annie's Caps: Tan Lines

Michael Reed never thought he’d be so happy. At age 14, he was so thin and frail, he knew his chance at happiness as a male was slim and none. He tried so hard to please his Dad by becoming a good athlete and a fine young man, but it was obvious to both Michael and to his dad John Reed that the boy consider a new path in his life – the life of a beautiful young girl.


Consulting with doctors and therapists, John devoted his energy to creating a new life for Michael- as Mindy. However, because of the backwards county they lived in, it was suggested that they wait until moving to the West Coast before Mindy “debuted”. So for 2 months before school let out, Michael was forced to be a boy in school, waiting until getting home to “test drive” by styling his long blonde hair or practice with makeup.


In May, John let Mike order a new wardrobe online but it was agony for Mindy not to go to school in girlish skirts and heels. Mike also noticed that John also ordered some stuff that would need for their new desert condo – must be pots and pans and linens and stuff.


Finally, in June, they made the trip out west, and Mindy was unofficially born 30 miles on the road.


When they got to their new home, Mindy couldn’t wait to try out her new bikini and experience her first “tan line.” Mindy seemed like any other preteen cutie who caught the eye of the local boys. She smiled and chatting with them, already confident in her role as a flirty girl.


After a few hours, she was ready to leave the pool and make dinner for Dad when she was approached by an attractive woman with blonde hair under her straw hat, wearing a sarong.


“Hi sweetie, mind if your momma joins you for a little sun?”


Mindy almost shrieked at the sight of her dad – only dad must have been hiding that womanly boobs for a while.


“It’s a fresh start for both of us, Mindy,” John – now calling herself Juliette – “and when we were looking at all those clothes online, I decided that I wanted some summer dresses and sandals for myself. I also ordered this,” as Juliette showed Mindy a medicine bottle . Gesturing to her chest, “This is how I got these, and soon, baby girl, we’ll both have these and long legs and cute tushies – and we’ll be happy little ladies, and the boys will be watching us tan. And we’ll watch them watch us.”


Mindy bear-hugged her newly feminized parent, and whispered, “Mommy I love you! “ and then looked at Juliette and said with a smirk. “Oh my gosh…. we’re both going to have tan lines!”


Hand in hand, mother and daughter walked to their home, dreaming of the special kind of future a pair of sexy blondes can have.

Las Chicanas part 2

Las Chicanas

What would you do to save your father's life - and your own?

A Story by Annabelle Raven


“Awesome, mama, I think I may be alternate cheer captain, it’s either going to be me, Mary Leigh Russo, or Desiree Lewis!”


“Oh, baby, I’m so PROUD of you!” gushed Maria as Alicia blushed. “Your last report card, the letter from San Carolina College, and of course, Tony’s ring. And of course, high marks of the RLT!”


“High marks for both of us, mother dear!” the cute teen giggled, so infectiously that her parent had to join her.

Then Alicia asked, “Should I congratulate you for Dr. Mike as well as well? I saw him leave as I came in, and I said hello.”


Despite her olive toned skin, Maria’s face went ashen. Like her boss, she stuttered and nervously stated, “I... I didn’t know that he was here in…”


“Mom. Dr. Mike said he was dropping off some work. Now it’s Thursday, and I know you wouldn’t dare do work stuff on our night – and I don’t see any files here, so that leads me to think that he was here...”


Cutting her daughter off, Maria turned to stir the pot and said curtly, “I don’t want to talk about it.”


“Mom, it’s OK, look if there’s anyone who knows what’s at stake here...”


“I said I don’t want to talk about, Alicia. Don’t ask me again, please!”


Trying hard not to look hurt, Alicia put her hands on her hips and looked her mother in the eye. Maria tried to avoid eye contact, but once she looked into her child’s bright eyes, a wall broke down in her soul, and the floodgates opened wide in her heart. And then the tears started. As they would several times that night, the two women hugged each other, as they remembered how far they had gone.


As they would several times that night, the two women hugged each other, as they remembered how far they had gone. But with two pots boiling and Maria’s cell phone buzzing, they looked at each other, and decided that their big talk was going to wait until after dinner. A decision was made to TiVo the first show – a tough call since they loved and admired America and Salma so much for their beauty and their status as Latina role models – but in the end, McDreamy and McSteamy won out.


Alicia as usual had an idea. “Let’s put on our fancy, mama!”


Maria cocked her head in surprise, “Baby, why not our usual robes and nighties, that’s what we usually wear.”


“This is special, I want to remember the night I became your daughter. And you became my mother. The greatest night of our lives – so far. The dishes can wait.”


Maria grinned, and kissed her baby girl on the cheek, then each woman rushed to her room. 45 minutes later, two spectacularly glamorous and enticing females walked into their living room. Maria in her bright pink strapless gown, Alicia similarly in chartreuse yellow. Hose and strappy heels and jewelry completed the look. Alicia took her mother’s hands and gushed at her sexiness.


“Remember when we went out to dinner like this, just the two of us, to the best four star restaurant in town? We were SO hot, mommy – and we still are!” Alicia winked.


Maria laughed and playfully sighed, “Several people called us sisters. And several men – OLDER MEN – wanted to pick us up! As your umm, parent… I had to make sure you weren’t sending the wrong signals, and then it still so new to me, I didn’t know what signals I was sending!”



They laughed and sat down on their comfy coach. Alicia leaned on Maria’s soft shoulder as her mother stroked her face. Maria’s eyes were watering on the verge.


“Mama, what’s going between you and Dr. Mike? The truth, please.”


In a halting little girl voice, Maria said, “It – started two weeks ago, when you cheerleaders traveled to North Wood for the baseball tournament. I worked late with… Miguel and we decided to get a bite to eat at Esmerelda’s. He drove me back here and something – clicked – and...” Maria looked down shamefully. Then she cried, “You know what I am, Alejandro? I am a fucking puto! I now have a girl’s tits, a girl’s ass, and I’m wearing this dress...” before sobbing and being unable to continue.


Alicia, also crying, hugged Maria tightly and began to refute her claim. “Mama! You are not a homosexual! And neither… neither I am! We are women! We may not have had our... our final therapy yet, but soon we will. But it doesn’t matter. We’re women. It doesn’t matter what body parts we have!”


“No! Baby, today before you came in, he had on the bed, on my hands and knees with my panties down. I didn’t have a... a VAGINA, like a real woman does. He put himself… coz I told him it was that time of the month… he FUCKED me in the ass, Ali! That’s what they did to me in prison too. I’m still the sissy fag bitch that I was in Dos Rios. The only difference is that instead of being impaled by gangbangers and murderers, I was being a slut for the richest and handsomest dentist in Palm River. I’m not your mom, I’m your dad, and I’m a gay drag queen homo slut with fake tits and a fancy dress!”


With a patience and grace beyond her years, Alicia held Maria’s shaking form until the strongest sobs subsided. Then she held her parent’s head in her delicate hands, and fighting back her own emotions, she laid down the law for Maria.

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Las Chicanas part 1

Las Chicanas

What would you do to save your father's life - and your own?

A Story by Annabelle Raven


17 year old Alicia Garza lay cradled in the arms of her new boyfriend Tony Torres. Since Alicia and her mom had moved across town before the school year, she quickly became one of the hottest young coeds at the affluent Palm River High School, and she was very interesting in finding a guy that would give her attention, affection, and comfort. Palm River was very well ethnically mixed, and Alicia had lots of white, black, Asian, and cuties of all races, but in her heart, she was Chicana and she wanted a Latin young man in her life. Tony not only was tall and handsome, he was in the Honor Society and captain of the baseball team, and major league scouts were checking him out for the upcoming draft.


Tony was very excited to have such a pretty, sexy girlfriend as Alicia. She was petite, had a bright smile, and sparkling brown eyes framed by curly brown hair and a pale complexion due to her mixed parentage of Mexican and Cuban-American. She loved to dress as modern girls did – tight tops with a bare midriff, and jeans and skirts that showed off her very Latin “bubble butt.” She was very affectionate, often jumping in Tony’s lap and peppering him with little kisses, before she accepted his probing tongue in her warm soft mouth.


No 17-year old male could stand this onslaught and you could not blame Tony for wanting to take their relationship to the next level, but she took control of the situation masterfully. She never accepted his offer to come to his house where undoubtedly he would try and take her virginity. He had to be content for being seen with her at the community park, at school, and in the mall. Tony’s boys tried to get him to admit that she had slept him or other some nonsense, but he knew that if she got wind of it, she would break up with him and that his future employment – the corporate world or a pro ball contract – might be in jeopardy if word got out of an improper behavior.


Alicia did promise Tony that he remained faithful, chaste, and in her good graces, he would be rewarded by her passionate acceptance of him as her man. Like all young girls, Alicia dreamt of a magical night – wedding for sure, perhaps even the senior prom – where she dressed in a beautiful gown, and then disrobed to show him her delicate lingerie, as he removed his tuxedo. Together they would declare their undying love, and she would give herself fully to him. The thought of being Tony’s princess, his ballerina dancing on top of his manliness, being overcome with desire and being desired fully, was everything this little chica wanted.


How crazy is it that, that I will not only get to love my dreams, but exactly the way I want it too?” she smirked to herself, as Tony stroked her soft hair as they sat on the park bench under some shade. “Momma said that it’s true, women can control their men, getting exactly what they want from them. I have my Antonio under my little finger, and he will wait as long as he has to for me.”


I LOVE IT!” she whispered excitedly, almost forgetting for the moment that she was cuddling with her boyfriend.


Tony, startled, laughed at her until she gave him “the pout”, and not wanting to ever hurt her feelings – and risk his reward she had promised her. He still felt cocky, so he leaned in closer and whispered, “Girl, if you liked it so far, get a load of this, sexy mami.” Tony’s hand drifted up her flat abdomen to her burgeoning chest, and placed two fingers across the fabric covering her right nipple.


Electric shocks went through Alicia’s teenage body, and the would-be sex kitten momentarily considered letting him have what he desperately wanted but she knew better – for she knew his hands wouldn’t stop until they reached under her pants and eventually, panties. She took control.


“Antonio,” she cooed, “people are watching us.” She slipped her hand onto his and led his paw back down to her side. Her hand accidentally brushed the bulge in his shorts – and gave her another momentary pause to consider - but she knew he’d live to wait another day.


Around dinner time, Alicia told her steady that she needed to head home to help her mom make dinner.


Mmm, I’m hungry, Ali, think she would mind me coming over and having some of those tasty empanadas you and her made last week?,” Tony said, practically begging for their time together to continue.


“Sorry baby, but mama is uh, conducting some business at the house today. It’s our special time, we cook, eat, talk about school, work, men. Besides, it’s Thursday, you know, Ugly Betty and Grey’s – mandatory viewing for the Garza girls!” She leaned up and kissed him quickly on the lips. “Gotta jet! Love ya; I’ll text you before bedtime, K?”


“Ok,” the athletic boy meekly replied as he watched her pivot on her sandal, and watched her butt wiggle as she walked away. When he got home later, he would visualize that wiggle in his fantasy, as he dealt with her teasing and flirting the way he always did – lying on his bed, alone.


It was a four block walk from the park to the condo building where Alicia and her mother Maria lived. She checked the parking lot and sure enough – that black Mercedes SLK convertible with the vanity plate– RAZADDS – was in front. She waited she saw the car’s owners, Dr. Miguel Estrada, walk out of the building and head for the car. He was a successful dentist and Maria was his office manager. Alicia noted his hair was somewhat unruly – an oddity as the handsome professional usually had impeccable personal style and dress.


Hola, Dr. Mike!” Alicia called to the man, and he seemed startled, almost guilty.


“Alicia! I… I had to drop off some paperwork for your mom, she had, you know, left it at the office. It was on my way home so I told her I’d bring it by. You know.” He brushed his goatee as he spoke.


As usual, Alicia never stopped smiling even though she knew there was about 0% chance that his story was true. “Ok, well, I know she’s waiting for me, dinner is soon, so I’m going upstairs.” She quickly embraced him, and felt her second noticeable bulge this hour. Then in a flash, she headed inside the building.


Dr. Mike couldn’t help himself as he watched her hips sway like a metronome. Like mother, like daughter, he thought.


Maria Garza was in the family’s modern kitchen, stewing peppers and chopping chorizo in anticipation of a dinner of traditional paella with a salad – after all, the paella could be flash frozen and spread out over the week, and the two women had their figures to watch out for.


Maria would turn 40 next month, but was often tagged as being in her early 30s or even early twenties. Her long dark brown hair, smoldering eyes, bountiful bosom, and long legs secured her status as una Madre que quisieras coger – a Mexican-American MILF. In addition to beautiful faces and killer bodies, the Garza women were both friendly, affectionate, and not above teasing poor males with a little leg or a wink.


Maria had heard Alicia enter, and they squealed together as they hugged tightly. Their love for each other was undeniable. “How was school today, mi corazón?” mother asked daughter.


Sunday, September 13, 2009

100+ Story database - "Best Of" Family TG Fiction - links to great stories


As Family Tradition nears 100 posts, I thought I would look through my collection of stories written over the past 10-15 years by some of the best authors on the net, and I decided to honor their work in the following way:

On my original Yahoo group, now known as
Family Tradition - Archive 1, I have created in my links section a folder devoted to direct links to over 100 unique stories by about 30 different authors. The stories run the gamut:

1. Seperate folders for some of the most prolific authors in the genre: Alyssa Davis, Ginger Collins, Jennifer Sue, my galpal Jezzi Stewart, and of course, my all time favorite, Karen Elizabeth L.
2. There are many great G and PG stories for those of you with softer sensibilities. "Girls At Heart" by Silly Sissy Sarah is one of those kinds of stories. Another one is Ricky's "The Pretenders" which is not only a great tale of a newly-dressed "mom" and "daughter", it's just a tremendously well written story as well. And you must check out Hebe Dotson's 3-part series "Petticoat Rewards." It will make you horny and cry in the same seating.
3. On the other hand, there are numerous stories that are very raunchy and I tried to mark ever story R, X, or XXX for the heat content. If you don't like them, pay attention to the rating and don't click. This is, after all, an adult blog. But if you do like them, I recommend among others the Bobbie Bazoom "Presto Chango" series. And Alexis DeMoire's "Life in a Full Circle" is very very naughty but very sweet at the same time. And the great thing was finding on Pretty Sissy Dani's own blog some of her long time classics, especially the ones based in the sissy-loving town of Stepford. Finally, Gingerfred Man's sissy classics (especially the ones where father and son learn from each other the joy of being a man's sweet girl) are also here.

If you think of any other multi-family transfomation tales worth sharing, I'd love to see you put them in your comments! Thanks!

IMPORTANT: You must have a Yahoo! groups account in order to view the list. :)






Thursday, September 10, 2009

New Caption Story: The Fab 4

THE FAB 4

Two college roommates and their sons were the closest of friends. What would it take for them to reunite … and live happily ever after?


Derrick Neely and Brian Hanson were neighbors in the suburban East who sons respective sons Jeremy and Adam (each about 8 at the time) were schoolmates and Little League teammates. The dads helped coach, and they in turn became fasts friends. Each was a single dad – Derrick by divorce, while Brian was widowed - and the foursome as a group began to go to sporting events and even vacation together. Derrick had coined the phrase “Fab 4” for the group. They seemed inseparable. The boys even called each other’s dads Uncle D and Uncle B.


That is, until seven years later, Derrick was transferred by his company to California. Money was tight so Derrick knew that not only did he have to take the job for his and Jeremy’s sake, but that it may be some time before the “Fab 4”would be reunited. “Call us when you make your first million,” Brian joked, “and Adam and I will move in with you.”


About eighteen months later, 16 year old Adam was checking his email (he and Jeremy had stayed in constant contact) when he got a message from Adam. The title of the email was “Hey Cutie,” which was way out of character for Adam. There was no text, but an photo attached (Ashleigh-Danica1.jpg) seemed to match the email title. In the foreground was a extremely attractive teen girl wearing a skimpy black bikini. In the background was a another attractive girl – rather, woman, she seemed a bit older. Both had dark brown hair, lithe figures, and icebreaking smiles.


Jeremy forgot about the “sissy” email title because he couldn’t take his eyes off the beautiful girl in the foreground – heck, both girls were quite sexy. Maybe they were sisters? Adam did notice that Jeremy sent the same email to Brian and carbon copied Derrick. “Man, if this is the kind of talent that Adam has access to in Cali, I need to convince Dad to talk to Uncle D about a job out there!”


“Hey Dad,” Jeremy asked Brian at the dinner table, “did you see the email that Adam sent you and me, with the two smoking hot babes in black bikinis?”


“Oh I definitely saw that, son,” Brian chuckled to himself. “I’m sure you liked the younger girl in your email – that’s Ashleigh. Very cute – and then Derrick sent me a separate email – take a look.” Brian had printed off a second picture with the older girl now in the foreground. “That’s Ashleigh’s mom Danica, if you can believe it.


“No way! Wow, I thought she might be Ashleigh’s sister,” Jeremy gasped in amazement. “I guess Demi Moore isn’t the only sexy cougars running wild on the streets of Hollywood – or the beaches of Malibu! Is Uncle D dating her?”


Brian shook his head. “Well I got an email which explained who was who, and I thought that for once, Derrick had finally gotten off his ass and gotten back in the dating scene, but he said that he and Adam have been hanging out with these two – and get this – he said that they and these ladies having been hanging out – going to the beach, camping – everything we liked to do when they were back east!”as Jeremy grimaced. “So I guess they all have become the new Fab 4? I can’t believe Adam just wants to be buddies with this chick and her mom! I mean, Dad, I can’t stop looking at these two babes – God, what I would do to get some…”


“Slow down, horndog,” Brian said with a reassuring pat on his son’s back. “Let me share with you the rest of Derrick’s message. Turns out that they met these ladies after Derrick got promoted to a new division at his company. He’s now a vice president in charge of sales or something. Big raise – six digits, and last month, he settled on a new house in Santa Barbara. And I guess with a new house comes new friends – he even hired Danica to join his company, working right underneath him.” Brian paused as he thought his last sentence, and chuckled again. “I wish she was under me – sorry son, I guess horniness runs in our family.”


“Yea, it’s been too long between dates for both of us,” snickered his son. “So those guys now have money, a sweet crib, a pool to party and some sexy California girls to party with? How soon can we go? Like tomorrow?”


“How about next Friday? Derrick said it would be great for the four of us to be together again, and the last thing that he included in the email – E-tickets for the two of us. Of course, we can stay at their house.”


“Wow! This is a dream come true! Where’s the hidden camera, Dad?”


“I know the feeling – and there’s one more thing – your ‘uncle’ wants to talk to me about a job in his company – so maybe this won’t be a vacation..”


“We might be moving to SoCal – with Adam, Uncle D, and the bikini babes?”


“Maybe. Just in case, let’s not give our winter coats to Goodwill just yet. It’s a big decision but maybe we can be together again – maybe the Super 6?”


“Dad, if I get a chance to go out with Ashleigh, Adam is going to need to find another smoking-hot honey to be his ‘buddy’,” Jeremy sneered.


“And I may be right behind you with her mom,” Brian smiled.


That night, neitehr father nor son could sleep much – excited over the prospect of moving to Paradise – and the chance to see Danica and Ashleigh in person. Each male sought relief for their arousal, doing so around 2:30AM.


Finally, the Hansons took off for LAX, arriving on time. Brian received a text message from Derrick – SRY STUCK @ WORK – U WILL BE PICKED UP BY MY WELC CMTE. “Welcoming committee?” Brian mused. “You don’t think that…”


“Holy shit,” Jeremy, whispered. “Dad – it’s them!” Brian didn’t even have to turn to know that in place of his best friend and surrogate “nephew” were their new play friends. Two stylish brunettes, one a teen, the other being 37 but looking 27, holding balloons and a sign “We ©FAB 4!


“Hi Brian, I’m Danica Newsome! Welcome to California!” Danica embraced the older man, which only made him more self conscious of the reignited presence in his drawers. “Derrick showed me your pictures from last year but I must say – they don’t do you justice,” she said while biting her lip and flicking away a stray hair. “And the same goes for you, Jeremy – wouldn’t you agree, baby girl?” she asked Ashleigh.


With a chirp California accent, the young lady bear hugged the befuddled/highly aroused teen boy. “Oh… my.. God… you’re BOTH aborable! Good enough to eat!” Ashleigh then kissed Brian; “Hi Uncle B! I hope you don’t mind me calling you that!”


Danica noticed the teen peering at her and her daughter through the girls' bedroom windows. “Come on down and bring your dad too.”


“But we can’t find our swimsuits…. and I don’t know which room is Uncle D and Adam’s,” replied a confused Jeremy.


“Don’t worry, we can explain. We made some tea, it’s in the kitchen, and you get to us through the patio,” Ashleigh reassured him.


Still confused, Jeremy straggled out, followed by his father. “I don’t understand; I think we found your rooms, but not the guys,” explained Brian as they sat down next to the bathing beauties.


Danica smiled and exhaled, “Buddy, you’re not going to believe this; we had to bring you all the way to LA to show you in person – it’s incredible.”


“I hope you’re not too upset, Uncle B,” Ashleigh giggled sheepishly.


“Uncle B –so you learned that from…. Adam…” Brian paused as he wagged his finger at the pretty petite brunette. The realization kicked in.


“Derrick??”

“Dad why are you calling them Adam and Uncle… D?” Now Jeremy understood.


“Better make that Aunt D, sport. Sorry for the deception guys,” Danica said softly and lovingly.

Over the next hour, Danica and Ashleigh revealed their emergence into femininity. Darryl’s employer was expanding sales of its swimwear into the women’s fashion marketplace. Nobody in the company was a better salesperson than Darryl, but his female boss felt a woman would be a better product champion.


In a closed door meeting, the president met Darryl and his son and revealed to them that she was in fact a former Wall Street broker and male chauvinist who had been transformed into a woman by a warlock. She had embraced her womanly life and body so much that she waned to share the “gift” with the right person – or persons.”


“She had great respect for me as an employee, but she had even greater respect for me as a single parent. But she knew from experience that young men reject their fathers, not always out of spite, but because of need. Think about it Brian, Jeremy- when we left you seven years ago, it was heartbreaking, but as a father I felt I had to do it to provide for my son. But women act and think differently – we stay together, and our bonds survive all hardship and distance. Now I am a mother, and have the most wonderful daughter you can imagine. Our lives are open books to each other. And we will never, never ever be broken apart.”


Both girls teared up as Danica spoke, and Ashleigh hugged her mother. The scene even moved the men to hold back the waterworks.


“Was it worth giving up your manhood – both of you?” Brian asked, his brain still grasping to comprehend this amazing tale. Ashleigh looked knowingly at Danica, and they both nodded with evil grins.


“You know I was a man’s man, Brian… and Adam was a chip off the old black when it came to sports and stuff… but now we love to shop together, cook together, and we both enjoy making ourselves pretty and sexy for a man. We love men. Isn’t that right, baby girl?”


Ashleigh’s grin nearly made Adam… and Brian… make a mess in their boxers.


“The real reason we wanted you to come to visit was to share in our gift. My boss has authorized me to offer a position as a senior executive with my women’s swimwear division to a capable, motivated, charismatic, woman in her 30s, who can balance managing corporate accounts, raising a lovely teenage daughter, and still find time to be a beautiful and sexy woman. But before I make the formal offer… I would very much like to have Brian’s college roommate, godfather to my child, and best friend on this planet to take me upstairs and fuck my brains out. Don’t worry about the kids… I’m sure Ashleigh and Jeremy can spend some time in the hot tub “catching up.”


Brian looked at his son. Both were shell-shocked from the revelations – but they happily paired off with their transformed best friends. But their true destiny would be fulfilled the next day when Danica’s boss Lana cast her spell on Brian and Adam.



EPILOGUE: Barbara Hawthorne loved her new life as a woman. Her new position with Belle Fashions was extremely rewarding, and a lot of fun. The fun was mostly a result of her best girlfriend, Danica, who enjoyed showing Barbara all of the joys of being a beautiful woman in Southern California. They worked hard, shopped hard, and partied hard. They looked incredible and men found the twosome irresistible.


“It’s more fun this way,” Danica had told Barbara, and that pretty much covered any activity . As far as the female sexual experience, her new boss Lana preached the following mantra, “You get it when you want it, from who you want it, and for how long. That’s the power of being a desirable woman, Barbara.”


But as much as Barbara reveled in longer orgasms and controlling men, she celebrated her new role as loving mother. Juliana Hawthorne was an ideal young woman. Highly motivated, her success at school was only matched by her social reputation as the most desirable girl at Ravenswood Girl’s Academy – well, she shared that role with BFF Ashleigh. Their adventures with the now-opposite sex nearly matched their mothers’ exploits.


But what made Barbara and Juliana happiest was their stronger bond – both as mom & daughter, but also with their best friends & true soul mates. Now they all had skimpy bikinis, buff bodies, and buff men at their beck and call.

The Fab Four has been reborn, and they will always be together….