All It Would Take

Fan Fiction Sequel of the 1986 movie Willy Milly

3 - Surprise

By Sasha Zarya Nexus

This fan fiction piece is based on the original work, Willy Milly aka Something Special; by Willy Milly Associates, Concorde, copyright 1985.. All original characters and plot lines are the property of the owners, and any resemblance to individuals either living or dead is coincidental. This piece is for entertainment purposes only and is not intended as a copyright infringement. No income is being derived from this fan fiction piece.

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Three ~ Surprise

Momma had parked the car over by Georgia Backyard in between Dillard's and Bloomingdale's. I loved shopping with Momma at Perimeter Mall in Dunwoody, even when most of the purchases were for her. I liked to help her finds things to try on and find things to add that something special to her wardrobe.

This time, I would be the focus of the shopping trip and all of the purchases would be for me. We entered at the mall entrance next to Georgia Backyard and walked through the narrow hall way peaking in at the vast array of fancy outdoor furniture visible through the glass wall as we walked past.

"Wait a second, Molly. I almost forgot, every woman has her fragrance. Mom, lent me something for us both to wear. She called it a classic scent. I'll spray it in front of you and you walk through and then do the same for me."

"Okay." Lisa sprayed a mist of the fragrance and I walked into it and I enjoyed so much being engulfed in the fragrance. I felt so giddy as though I were entering the threshold of womanhood. I did the same and I could tell she loved being sprayed with her Momma's good fragrance.

"What is it?"

"Shalimar! Do you like it?" answered my mother in a very haughty sounding voice as though she were speaking as a rich snob.

It was a bit overpowering so I decided to play along and be cute.

"Momma, It stinks!"

"Like mother, like daughter. That's what I said when Stephanie sprayed me with it when we were girls getting ready for the Dance of the Eclipse. Don't worry, even though it is a bit overpowering now, its how it really permeates you but the overpowering scent fades quickly but it leaves behind a great scent that really lasts."

"Come to think of it, I've noticed you wearing Shalimar before when there was a special occasion between you and Daddy. And now I know what it was."

"If you are a good girl then we'll get you a bottle of your own and you can continue the family tradition if you like the scent after wearing it awhile."

We emerged from the hall into the mall with the mall entrance to Bloomingdales on the right and opposite a seating area filled not with iron benches but expensive furniture that would be right at home in the Governor's Mansion on East Paces Ferry Road.  I caught sight of an older woman sitting in one of the chairs and I broke into a run.  She saw me as well and stood up to receive me with a great big hug.

"Granny Niceman! I love you so much.  I'm Molly!"

"I love you, too, Molly.  Its so good to meet my granddaughter!"

Lisa and Momma joined us by the seating area as I emerged from the hug and Granny Niceman motioned for me to step back and twirl for her.

"You look very nice, Molly.  You look a lot like Milly did when she was your age. Who smells so good?"

I indicated with a feminine folding of my fingers inward pointing at my chest that it was me even though I knew it was Lisa too.  "Thanks Granny.  How did you get here? Where's Gramps?"

"We took MARTA from the airport and I walked over here from the Marta Station by the Mall.  Your Gramps and I were met by your father who has both our luggage and your Gramps and he's taking both of them home.   They were doing a little scheming so they may have a surprise when we get home."

"Mother, how was your trip?'

"The flight went well and security was great at the airport.  We had picked up our luggage in record time and got on the Airport MARTA station."

"Thank goodness for MARTA.   I believe its the best rapid transit anywhere in the country but I'm biased believing that we Georgians do have the best southern hospitality.  Have you eaten yet?"

"I'm famished.  Perhaps we could all go to the food court and get something to eat before we start shopping for Molly's wardrobe update.  I see that the makeover has already begun.  You look nice, Molly."

"Thanks, Granny.  Could you tell me how you got the news that Momma had changed and how you reacted?"

"Sure, Molly.  We learned some lessons with Milly's experience that we can put to good use."

We entered the food court and Granny invited us all to sit down at a table that was centrally located.

"Milly could you and Lisa go get our meal.  You know what I like and I'm sure that you can choose something appropriate for Molly's first lunch as well while I get acquainted with my granddaughter."

"Sure, Momma.  Lisa would you like to help me carry things back?"

"Sure Mrs. Bensdorf."   Lisa followed Momma towards one of the food places that ran along all the walls in the food court.  I looked to Granny, looking forward to our conversation.

"How do you feel about this change?  I know that the spell is supposed to give you your deepest darkest heart's desire but that doesn't guarantee that you are going to be pleased with the results."

"I'm okay with it.   It was scary at the beginning.   I guess I really did not know how girls are made but now I do and it feels like I should have been one from the beginning.  I'm sure that I don't want to hide the change and tryout being the girl that I am now."

"I'm glad that you have such a good idea about this.  I'm glad that you have a chance trying out being on our side of things.  You have taken an interest in a number of things that girls like and now you won't stick out doing them even though I've seen your Mother support you whether an activity seemed gender appropriate or not to some of the people who rely on stereotypes."

"I'm not sure how this ride will turn out but I'm ready to hold on tight and see where it takes me."

"Sweetie, I want you to continue to remain honest with your Mother and I about how you feel about this and don't make assumptions.  You may feel that you are trapped into being a girl by the circumstances and stuck this way.   You are not.  You need to be the person you are inside.   Even if we can't find a magical way out of this, there are medical means to give you back the appearance of a boy if that is who you really are inside.  We will love you no matter who you discover you are inside and who you want to look like outside.  We will help you discover just who you are now so you will be better able to discover what is right for you."

"Thanks Granny.   I love you so much and I really feel so loved right now.  Almost everyone has been great."

"Almost? You must mean your best friend Gary.  How are you doing about what happened with him?"

"Oh Granny!  I feel like I have lost my best friend.   His mother made him apologize to me for how he reacted when I told him I was a girl.  He sounded sincere but the look in his eyes told me that he's never going to voluntarily come around me again.   Fortunately for me, his twin sister Lisa has become a true friend now.   We did some things together before but we did not really hang out since she was with other girls.  Now that I'm a girl too, she has promised that we will be close and I don't believe she is just trying to make up for what her brother did."

"I'm glad that you are forming closer bonds with girls your age.  That will help you to fit in when you go back to school this fall.  I see your Mother and Lisa coming this way with our meal.  Remember Molly that you can always tell me anything.    I look forward to making up for lost time and passing down to you things from my experience that can help you.  The next few years can be really confusing with changes to your body and noticing Boys for the first time.  Every girl goes thru something like this, but not quite the miracle that you've encountered.  I helped your mother thru her experience and I'm ready to do the same for you."   

"Thank you Granny.   It feels so good that I can come to you for anything even with this being as weird as it is.  I'm glad to finally be your granddaughter inside and out."

"We're back.   Momma I know how you like Chik-fil-a's grilled chicken salad so I got that for you, your granddaughter and I. Lisa decided she would like that too so we will all be enjoying the same meal."

"I see you brought some of their delicious lemonade as well for each of us.  Thank you Milly."

If eating salads were ladylike, then I was going to enjoy eating my meals since I loved salads.  After Momma distributed the salads around to everyone and Lisa gave everyone their drinks, utensils and napkins we all settled down and started eating.  My Granny was the most feminine woman among us so I looked carefully how she ate sneaking small bites in between chatting and taking small sips of her lemonade and I copied her way of eating.

"Mrs. Niceman, your daughter told us how she discovered her change.  Could you tell us how you got the news?"

"I'd be glad to tell you and Molly, Lisa.  I was in the kitchen that morning still in my housecoat, mixing up some orange juice when Stephanie, in her nightgown, came in alone with something on her mind and I assumed it was breakfast.  The conversation went something like this:"

"Mrs. Niceman..."

"Breakfast will be in an hour, Stephy"

"Mrs. Niceman..." Stephanie stopped to see if I was really paying attention so I stopped mixing the Orange juice and I looked over at her for a moment.

"Yes?"  I had turned back to the orange juice as Stephanie began again.

"Mrs. Niceman, Milly...uhhh "  The mention of my daughter's name was enough for me to give Stephanie my full attention.  I picked up my coffee mug and took a sip from it as though to reassure her that all was normal.

"Milly ..." The attention I paid Stephanie widened to concern as I observed Stephanie labored to get it out.   I leaned in and nodded to her to continue.

"Yes, dear."  I willed her to break free of her difficulty and let me know what it was about Milly that made talking about it difficult.  I took a sip of my coffee to assure her that all was okay and hoped that in the next attempt that Stephanie could get it all out.

"Milly has a .... surprise."  There was a glimmer of relief on Stephanie's face as if she had revealed some secret.   I felt like the girls wanted to have some fun with me so I would play along.

"Oh, I love surprises!" I put down my coffee mug as Stephanie reached for my hand.

"Come on!" Stephanie, took me by the hand and led me away from the kitchen out  thru one door  on to the porch and then back in thru another door and then up the stairs to Milly's room.

I saw Milly standing by her window.   I didn't want to prolong the suspense so I just questioned her.

"Milly, what's the ... Aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!" I screamed when Milly pulled down her PJ bottom and panties to reveal that she was now a boy.  It took me a little while to regain my composure after that but I finally accomplished it for Milly's sake. 

Momma interjected, "Even today, the word 'surprise' around our family has become a euphemism for that particular body part."

"Mrs. Niceman, what was running thru your mind after you had calmed down a little bit?"

"Lisa, I knew I had to tell my husband about it but I could not seem to imagine how, just as it had perplexed Stephanie how to tell me what had happened."

"Did you want to know where the surprise came from?"

"I was curious, but the most important thing was to help Milly, right then and show my love for her. I was hopeful that things could be resolved since Milly appeared to be normal aside from the physical change which had occurred."

"Do you feel normal, Molly aside from the physical changes that have occurred in you?"

"I don't really know how to answer that, Lisa.  I don't feel any different mentally but I don't know what is normal."

"Normal is overrated! Take it from me, Molly!" said my mother with a wink.

"I've always been raised so that I never have felt like I couldn't do anything just because I was a boy.  I love cooking and housekeeping and I do those things very well and I feel needed and appreciated for doing them to help in the household.  I don't feel like what I like to do is part of how I express my gender, or rather how I did express my gender before I became a girl."

 "I know that when I wanted to take metal shop because I like learning how to make things work, that you helped smooth things over with the boys and it became okay for me to be there.  I had a camaraderie with the boys not because we shared the same gender expression but because we shared the same avocation. "

 "Because I have had experiences that mostly only girls have, I have felt a camaraderie with girls.  I also have interests that boys have and I have felt a connection in avocation with boys as well."

"Girls, from my experience, I believe that the real test of how you express gender doesn't come about until love and attraction enters the picture."

"Thank you, Mrs. Niceman."

"You are welcome, girls."

We all finished lunch and then we hurried over for me to get to my appointment at the salon in time.

 I finally recovered from my shock enough to doubt the wisdom of going to our mall with Mother's Salon instead of some place on the south side of Atlanta, maybe Southlake Mall.   Momma had gone thru this once before so I hoped she knew what she was doing.

The receptionist was very cheerful and greeted us warmly.  " Mrs. Bensdorf, welcome back to Caroline's Salon.   This must be your daughter Molly.   Molly, welcome.   Your Mother has told us all about this being your coming out as a young woman and we hope your makeover will be fun and you will enjoy this new adventure. I'm assigning Tina to help you through out your time with us today.  Tina ordinarily is a part time shampoo girl and she will be doing your shampoo today."

I looked with wide eyed surprise that Tina was indeed the Tina that Lisa and I knew.  Tina came over and gave me a little hug and whispered in my ear, "It's okay.  We'll talk later" She spoke where everyone could hear after that.  "Come on Molly.   Lets get you into a smock and then we'll start your makeover with me taking you to see your stylist.  How does that sound?"

"It sounds wonderful, Tina.   Lead on!  Lisa, I'm in good hands here.   Could you maybe go with my Mother and Grandmother and give them some guidance on what girls are wearing now?"

"If that is what you really want, Molly?"

"I'm fine,  Tina will take good care of me."

"Okay, Have fun Molly!"  Grandmother gave me a kiss on the cheek while Momma planted a kiss on the other cheek.  She left me her credit card and some money for my purse with instructions on tipping.  The three of them left me in Tina's care.

Tina led me into the changing room and pointed out the clean smocks but instead of leaving and giving me privacy to change, She pulled the door to with both of us inside.

"Wally, what is this about your mother thinking you are transgender and you doing an experiment to find your true gender expression?  The Salon is more than willing to help a sister come out of her shell but if any one from school finds out you are doing this, it will be the end for you.  I'm so worried about your well being."

"Tina, It really is Molly now and not because I am transgender, it's because I am a girl for real now.  Now don't scream!"  I pulled down my bottom and panties and revealed that I indeed was one of the girls now.  Tina was prepared to scream but was rather let down when she saw that I indeed was a girl now.

"How can this be, Wh.. uh.. Molly?"

"What it was ... was Magic!  We can talk about this more, later but you are right about this transgender story being dangerous.  I can't pull my panties down in front of the boys from school to prove I'm a girl now for real.  Can we do things with this makeover that will make it difficult for the boys to recognize me?"

"We can try, Molly.  I'm your friend and you can count on me to help.  We'll make you so unlike Wally that no one will associate the two of you by sight.  But Molly, you still move like a boy.   In spite of all of the girl activities, you really still are all boy under all of that new girl flesh you have."

"Why do you say that, Tina? Didn't you join in with all those compliments about how great a wife I'd be someday?"

"Molly, Both Lisa and I teased you out of admiration for your determination to not let other people's hang-ups get in the way of you doing what made you happy.  Don't you agree that humor is the best way of handling a situation like that?  Those who make something out of it are completely humorless as well as being clueless."

"I guess you are right, Tina.  Thanks."

"You're welcome, Molly.   Can I pry a little cause it may help?"

"Depends?"

"That's fair.   Are you taking dance classes, perhaps on the south side of town?"

"How? I thought Mom and I had completely covered our tracks on that."

"I noticed that you were being a lot more graceful in the way that you moved.  Just before you crossed the line, you suddenly were moving a lot more macho.  In fact, the macho movement along with the macho attitude that you picked up then, really helped you."

"It's true.   I was taking ballet in Morrow.   We had a recital at the Clayton County Performing Arts Center, where Bruce Edwards saw me perform.  He came backstage after the recital and arranged to talk to my teachers and Mother later.  He saw real potential in me and he felt that it would be beneficial to me to get some training to be 'macho'.  I saw it as a chance to figure out who I am."

"That's why you were going to be great boyfriend material.  Everything was on your terms.  Now Molly, you might like to let the macho go.  If you could show some of that dancer's grace it would help, It's okay now to move like a girl. Do you know what it is to be 'grounded' and "closed" in your movements?" 

I'm sure that my face showed my sudden realization. "I get it!  That's the opposite of what I had to learn when I was taught how to be macho! I can do that !  Tina, could you correct me in the way that I move while we are together.  Lisa gave me a crash course but it's going to take a while before it becomes normal to move that way for me."   

"Of course, Molly.  We really have to get going, now! I can't wait till there is more time and you can tell me the whole story.   Lets get you out of that top and into a smock quickly."

"Thank you Tina for not outing me and for being my friend and helping."

"Welcome to girlhood, Molly!"

Tina pulled my top over my head after unloosening the buttons to reveal my bosom bundled up in a bra.  While Tina picked up a smock and had me raise my hands so she could place it over my head she told me, "Nice boobies, Molly.   You are not just one of the girls, you're also a young woman, too. Congratulations!" 

"Thanks!" I answered as Tina, once the smock was in place, put away my top in one of the lockers

 "Molly, the next step is to go to your hair stylist.   I believe that a color change would draw a distinction between the Tom boy you were and the young woman you are embracing now.  Would you like to be a red head?  With your light completion, I really feel you could pull it off." The word Tom boy seemed to be our code word for my old life as Wally.

 "That sounds like fun to me.  I guess you are going for such an outrageously beautiful girl that no one could ever connect me to that Tom boy." I said rather tongue in cheek, never believing that it might be possible to make me into an outrageous beauty instead of a plain Jane.

"I'll get her to go ahead with your hair color then, Molly.  I can tell you are doubting but with the talented people at this salon we have been known to have worked small miracles. "

"After what I have experienced already, I would be foolish to completely discount anything, right?"

Tina and I giggled together and introduced me to the stylist, Louise.  After a few  conspiratorial exchanges between them, the stylist had me look at some hair styles and some hair color swatches.  We came to a joint decision of a style and a color that I could change to on this visit today based on the present state of my hair.  She left to go mix up the hair color. 

"No one else is able to overhear us now, Molly.   You did very well walking over here from the shampoo chair and sitting down gracefully in this chair.  Could you tell me about your beauty secret?"

"I don't recommend it.  You know what it did to me, and it was left over magic that my mother discovered.  She spent time in her youth as a boy courtesy of the ritual that she enacted from the Neskapi Indians and their magic."

"No!  That's not my idea of a beauty secret.  She was a boy, really?"

"Yes, she told me about it.   She got to be a boy which gave her the chance to realize her deepest darkest heart's desire.  She thought that becoming a boy would make it so she would be taken seriously for the things she did.  That's why Momma always takes what I want to do seriously and supports me."

"So is the change temporary?"

"It took a different magic to turn my mother back into a girl that she used up. The person she got it from has disappeared.. Mother feels like I am stuck like this."

"That's too bad, Molly.  It's amazing you are so calm about this". 

"Everything has happened so quickly so far that I haven't had a chance to think about it much."

"Turning you into a girl was what the magic did to give you your deepest darkest heart's desire? As permissive as your mother is, there is nothing that you could do as a girl that you couldn't do as a boy."

"You'd think that.  I guess the point of this is for me to find out why I became a girl.  It won't help my cause to panic but I'm really just going on inertia right now.  Eventually, things will catch up with me and I will depend on you and Lisa along with my family to get me thru it."

"... and Gary too."

"Gary hates me, now.  Lisa's mother made him apologize to me, but I will be very surprised if he ever talks to me again.   As far as he was concerned, me being a girl was the absolute worst thing that I could have turned into. He treated me roughly until he finally realized that my bosom and hair were real and not a fake.  Once he realized that I was a real girl, he quit attacking me but still talked to me hatefully."

"Oh no, Molly! I am so sorry that you had to go thru that.  You'll discover that when a boy acts like that, there is usually something more to it.  Your friendship can be reclaimed but it will take learning what besides your change contributed to his reacting like that.  Hopefully once you discover what that is, you will be able to reach out to help Gary."

"I never thought about that way, Tina.  I'll do my best to discover what may have contributed to his action."

"Good girl, Molly.   Here comes your stylist back with the hair dye.  Enjoy!"

"Thanks, Tina!"  I would not have long to wonder what I would look like with Auburn hair.  'Girls sure have a lot more freedom with their appearance!' I wonder if that could be my deepest darkest heart's desire.  Tina disappeared since the salon seemed to be filling up due to more clients and more hair stylists arriving at their stations.   What had seemed deserted was getting to be crowded quickly.

"Molly, I have everything ready for you.  Soon you'll have what your friend Tina said was your heart's desire to find out what it would be like to be a redhead.   The dye can sting but it's not supposed to be uncomfortable so if you feel anything strange, let me know.  The smell can get interesting, but its just another example of what we girls do to be beautiful."

"Thanks, Louise." Louise was very skilled at what she was doing.   Before I knew it, in spite of the interesting smell, my hair was completely covered in the dye and Tina was back to lead me off somewhere to wait for the color to finish it's work. 

"You are going to come out with some beautiful color, Molly.   Louise really is a sorceress, when it comes to color.   We've filled up so I'm going to ask you to sit up in the front by the receptionist while you are waiting for your color to finish."

"That's okay, Tina.  I'll be fine and it won't be too long before the next step.   What is that by the way?"

"The next stop is to my shampoo chair to wash out that dye once its work is done.  Ordinarily you would have done that first thing except that you decided to get color this time.  I'm off to do a couple of shampoo's while you are waiting for the dye.  See you in twenty."

I picked up a fashion magazine and began to read as Tina disappeared round the corner.  I was kinda startled by Max coming up to me and clearing his throat to get my attention.  I was even more startled to see that Gary was following close behind him.

"Hi, I'm Max and this is my friend Gary.   You look our age but I've never seen you at school." Max looked like I expect that I had looked when I had talked to a girl I was interested in for the first time, only this time, I was the girl. How wierd is that!

"Well I'm not from around here.   I'm from back east.  Uhhh Maine  mmmm Russia." Now how could I turn that stumble mouth into something that would make sense.   I had to be very creative

"So which is it, Russia or Maine.   You are kinda vague, ummmm and what's your name?" Gary wasn't making it easy with the question. Obviously, he knows who I am so why isn't he outing me. I can see by the expression on his face that he's taking pleasure in my discomfort.

"I smiled my best smile and began my explaination. "Gary, is it? I'm Molly and I'm from East Maine, Russia.  It's way away from everyone in the North-East South-West part of the country. I'm staying with the Bensdorf family as an exchange student.  Their son Wally is going to be an exchange student with my family over there."  I could tell that Gary wanted to roll his eyes at me but I was doing the best I could.  I was really scared that any time they would realize who I really was.. 

"Yes, I'm Gary. Molly sounds a little too American to be a Russian name."  Gary was a bit more restrained than I thought he might have been but he took my embellishment in stride.

"Molly is an Americanized version of my nickname.  My real name is so long and so full of consonants that you'd never pronounce it. I'm going to take the Bensdorf last name while I am here so it will be so much easier."

Max was looking Gary off with a kinda like 'I saw her first lay off' look which Gary got the message and let Max talk to me. "I bet all the boys were in mourning when you left, Molly.  Russia's loss is our gain!"

I felt that acting interested and being as attractive as I could be in a smock and head wrap would be best to not give myself away to Max."Max you are very kind. I think I will like it here if all the boys are as nice to me as you have been."

Gary had a mischevious look and I prepared for another zinging question "Molly,what kind of activities did you participate in when you were living in Russia?"

Actually I could answer that one because the activities that I participated in Morrow that no one in Dunwoody knew about came to mind. "I was in the future homemaker's club, I was part of our ballet company, and I enjoyed playing field hockey."

Those are things I could do openly in Dunwoody now since I didn't have a macho image to protect. I'd really miss the girls that I had participated in those activities with but I guess it will be easier if they think Wally is in Russia as an exchange student.

Max perked up at the mention of Field Hockey and I wondered what he had on his mind."Molly,I hear that they were thinking about forming a field hockey team at one of the schools in our area but they didn't do it because a boy wanted to be on the team too and without him, there were not enough players signed up to form a team."

Gary looked at me with disdain as he asked, "Molly, can you imagine a boy on the field hockey team?"

It was just for that reason that I did not tell Gary that I was the boy who had wanted in on the field hockey team that was forming. I was glad to find the one in Morrow to play on.

I answered Gary's question more to see how Max would react since I knew how Gary felt. "If he really wanted to play field hockey because his build let him fit in and he really enjoyed the game, I can't see any harm in it,  It's the kind of game where if they built teams based on weight, that might be a bit more protections from someone being overwhelmingly large.  Back home there were enough boys who wanted to play that they had their own separate team."

Gary would not let it go. "That's okay, I just feel that we are all better off if we stay on the side of the gender line that we were born to be."

I had only been a girl for a short time but I felt pride in who I was and in my new gender."Isn't that a bit medieval? After all, women can do most things that a man can do and in a lot of cases , a whole lot better as well."

Max joined in the conversation as well and any doubt about why he hung with Gary was removed. "Maybe,   I like the way things are divided right now.  Women are more suited to looking beautiful and men to doing menial chores."

I was really frustrated. Why couldn't boys take me at face value instead of how much they valued my face. "Why don't you join us in the twenty first century how bout it? Honestly! "

Max looked as if he got it and he proved it when he replied."When you put it that way, Molly, I guess I may be overreacting.  I just like things to be the way that I expect them."

I could not help myself now that my point was made. I had to reply with something mysterious and engimatic while trying to do it in my sexiest voice. "Change is not only unavoidable, but it also can help in ways that you cant imagine."

This placed the conversation in a stall since Gary wasn't prepared to zing me again with Max seeming to come around to my side. What I had just said left both of them speachless for a moment. I hoped that they would really think about it but I feared that the change of heart was more temporary to win points with me rather than something real yet.

I looked in the direction that Tina disappeared to hoping she would come rescue me.  How in the world did I get into this and where would it end?  It's really true that the best surprise is no surprise! So far, so good.  I had not been found out, yet.

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