Creating Utopia-Chapter 5 and 6-Book 1-It Started With A Grandfather's Love

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Chapter 5

Susan's POV

I wasn't quite sure what to think. I had no doubts that both Chris and Talia believed that Chris was going to be transformed and my experience with them never suggested any mental instability. If it wasn't for the clear evidence of superpowers in the world generally and seeing a much younger Chris turn up at my door I would have had him committed. As it was I was beginning to believe it was going to happen.

“Sixteen hours?” I asked Talia.

“That's how long it has taken previously and from what he understands, it should be the same. It is a much bigger change than anything he has done so far though.”

“She,” I reminded her.

Talia giggled nervously. “Not yet, but soon. It's hard to think of my father as a she.”

“Imagine how hard it is going to be for him to become a her. You are going to really need to step up. Teach her everything. And I don't just mean what clothes to wear, how to walk, wear heels, tuck the skirt underneath, get in the car without flashing the world. You will also need to show her how to have fun, enjoy life. She is going to be nervous and unsure almost all the time while pretending that she is fine. You need to be her rock, not the other way around,” I explained.

“You believe us now don't you?”

“It's hard to imagine you would bring me here if you weren't pretty sure it was going to happen,” I responded.

Talia sighed. “I'm being selfish, aren't I? What dad is doing is more than I should ask.”

“Yes.” I gave a pause for that to sink in. “But sometimes you need to be a bit selfish. He is doing this willingly, lovingly and I even think this will be a good experience for him. Theoretically, he no longer has an expiry date, but I don't think that idea has sunk in. He is still thinking like a sixty-eight-year-old man thinking that his life is mostly over. Don't treat him that way. Re-categorise him as a teenage girl. Show her the ropes, how to have fun, safely.”

“You mean take her out dancing, partying? He has never been interested in that scene.”

“That was when he was a sixty-eight-year-old man. Your mother hurt him deeply when she fell out of love with him and he has never looked for anyone else. If he is going to live for a long time it would be a lonely existence if he did it on his own. Plus he will have pregnant teenage hormones rushing through his system,” I reminded her.

“You think he should look for a man?” Talia said disbelievingly.

“I have no idea what his sexual preference will be, but considering he has been a heterosexual male for decades, I would be surprised if he didn't find women attractive. If sexual preference is in the DNA then I'm sure he has set himself up as a lesbian and if it is environmental then he is already that way,” I answered.

“But he is only going to be a woman temporarily.”

“Nine months of pregnancy followed by a minimum of six months of breastfeeding is what you have told me. At the end of which, everyone who will know him, will know him as female. To revert to male would require a major change similar to what you both are about to do. If he doesn't suffer psychologically for being female, I don't think this will be that temporary. And it will be up to you to make this as pleasant as possible,” I reminded her.

She sighed again. “I'm going to sleep for a few hours. I'll keep my phone next to me so you can call me if you need anything.”

Then she left me to my silent vigil. I set up a vibration alarm for an hour on my phone, downloaded a book and started reading. Every hour I would get up, check his body for any changes and walk around a bit. I was getting tired but I didn't want to miss anything. I had brought a few caffeinated drinks and snacks and I used these when I struggled to stay awake.

For the first five hours, there was little to no change. The first thing I noticed was the lack of hair on his body and groin. I wasn't sure, but it looked like his penis and balls were shrinking. His penis was almost monster-sized and I suspected that was one of the first improvements he made to his male body when he worked out how to manipulate his DNA. Now it looked large but not huge. I was tempted to use the measuring tape but the thought of Talia walking in while I was holding his penis and measuring it made me hesitant and a bit giggly. His face looked softer but with no hair on top, it still looked masculine. He had shaved his head and eyebrows in preparation. He said he couldn't alter dead cells which was why, previously, he had a seventeen-year-old body with grey hair and dark brown roots.

I did use the measuring tape to find his hips had widened, but his shoulders had narrowed. His nipples were larger and there was the beginning of fat appearing underneath them. Nothing major, but evidence that it was all changing. Any doubts that I had held onto disappeared at that point.

And each hour it progressed. It was fascinating, his hands and feet became dainty, his penis and balls slowly shrank, his whole body became shorter with his muscles reducing in size. His frame became more and more feminine. Talia joined me after about eight hours. She gave him a sponge bath and we discussed the changes.

Already he looked more female than male. The changes continued, a cleft started forming, his waist narrowed and his breasts got larger. The next hour he had a completely female groin and I felt a mental shock as my mind reclassified him as a her. She was a little overweight with narrow shoulders, wide hips and large breasts. Her face was girl next door cute, not ridiculously beautiful and you could see the resemblance to male Chris without having any real hints of masculinity. She still looked a little strange without eyebrows or a head of hair but Talia told me Chris would speed grow that after the transformation was complete.

I would guess the last few hours involved internal changes since the changes slowed down. We took measurements so that Talia could go shopping and buy Chris some clothes. I recommended that she wore overtly feminine clothing to help her mind adjust to her change in circumstances. I suggested skirts and dresses with casual tops. Talia revealed another secret, Chris had been holding onto her fat reserves because she needs them to power the process, but Talia thought there was a good chance Chris would get rid of any excess fat if she wasn't going to be changing for a while. That meant there wasn't much point in buying many clothes until she was happy with her new shape and they would probably wait for the majority of the new wardrobe for when they moved to the Gold Coast.

Talia prepared a drink of water and a protein smoothie with lots of honey for when Chris wakes up. I felt privileged to have observed something that looked like a miracle, I only wish it could be used on others. As agreed, I would sign the papers and do what I could to make the legal transition as easy as possible. Almost all records are digitised these days and I estimated all the paperwork would be done within a month.

Chapter 6

Chris Heaven's POV

I woke up slowly, bringing my scattered thoughts into focus. A quick check of my DNA showed my transformation was successful and my DNA age was even further reduced at fifteen. I guess it was true girls mature faster than guys. A quick mental check suggested no immediate backlash. I feared I would wake up wanting to cry, but instead, I felt a slight emotional distance, like an artist looking forward to appreciating the final form of their new sculpture.

I opened my eyes and looked at Talia and Susan.

“So, how do you feel?” Susan asked.

I smirked, I had predicted her first words. “So far, so good. How does it look?”

“How self-conscious are you feeling? Do you want us to go downstairs while you check yourself out?” Talia inquired gently.

“We are all girls here, I guess,” I said with a shrug. I would have been more embarrassed if I had my penis out especially with a fear of getting an inappropriate reaction. For a bit of a laugh, I had modified myself before my transformation with the biggest dick in my DNA library because I knew Susan was going to look.

“I don't think Chris is going to behave like a blushing teenager,” Susan commented. She was right I may look fifteen but I was sixty-eight.

“I don't think I can suffer from being self-conscious when I can change my body easily enough,” I said as I lifted the sheet off my body and tried to look at my new self. My fairly substantial breasts made it a bit tricky seeing further down, but I could see that I still had a bit of a belly which was more pronounced as I sat up and started drinking the water followed by the smoothie.

“Belly fat always looks at its worst when sitting. Talia suggested you can get rid of it easily. Is that true?” Susan inquired.

“Yes. If I reactivated my DNA I would have another sixteen-hour sleep and be about five kilograms lighter. Alternatively, I can speed up my metabolism or even change my gut with DNA from someone who absorbs fewer nutrients from food. Some of that is down to gut bacteria which I don't directly affect.” I looked at myself in a full-length mirror. “Ideally, I don't want to get rid of the excess fat in case I want to make any changes.” I thought about it and consulted my DNA library. “I think I am going to make a minor DNA modification that will only use up a little bit of fat and take a couple of hours.”

Looking in the mirror I had to admit, I was very satisfied with my work. Cute but not outrageously pretty. I didn't really want to attract male attention. My breasts were a little large for my small frame, but I had based them on milk production, not aesthetics. I knew theoretically large breasts had no relation to difficulty with breastfeeding but these were based on the best milk producer that I had known when Talia was a baby. The biggest issue was a lack of hair on my head and no eyebrows.

“What will that do?” Susan asked.

“It will change the location where excess fat is stored from my belly to my chest and butt.”

“I wish you could do that for me,” Talia muttered.

“Me too, sister,” Susan added.

I put on a dressing gown, spent a few minutes making that change and speeding up hair production. There was no point in being measured and Talia buying me any clothes until my fat had redistributed. I joined Susan and Talia for a cup of tea while we were waiting. I was surprised that Susan was still here. She was obviously exhausted.

“Are you satisfied, Susan?” I asked.

Susan giggled. “I will stick to our deal and organise the correct paperwork. I expect a new birth certificate will take about a month to arrive. Do you want to keep the same name, just changing Christopher to Christine?”

“Actually my first name is just Chris, no extra, so that can stay the same. I guess they thought no one would use the full name anyway so why put it on a birth certificate. My middle name of Andrew needs to be different. I was thinking Andie, what do you think, Talia?”

“That works, and I don't think your daughter should have a hand in naming her parent,” Susan started. “That sort of leads onto why I haven't gone home to my well-earned rest yet. Chris, you were a sixty-eight-year-old man. I think we can all agree that is no longer the case. There are a few big issues that I want you to think about. Generally, transition to either gender is a slow process. Usually, there is plenty of time for the mind to adapt and think about all the elements that are involved in the other gender. In this case, not only is the transition a mere sixteen hours, you have every intention of becoming pregnant at your earliest opportunity, followed by breastfeeding a baby. Two uniquely female experiences. I'm hoping that your sixty-eight years will give you the mental strength to cope. The problem is how much mental strength you will require will depend on how you cope with being female and if you are one of the people who ends up feeling trapped in the wrong body, you need to know that before you become pregnant. I know you have every intention of completing this mad scheme, but these emotions can be very powerful and adding pregnancy to that could end up in disaster.”

“What do you advise?” Talia asked on my behalf while I was working through what she said.

“When do you plan to become pregnant?” Susan asked me.

“My first attempt will be after I release my first egg. At the moment my womb is in perfect readiness but there is no egg. I guess it will be about twenty-eight days from today.”

“Then I would suggest for the next month you aggressively face womanhood. Only wear very feminine clothes. Dresses, skirts and no trousers. Go out often and interact with others as a young woman. Surround yourself with other women and see if you can fit in. Talia can school you in feminine deportment and no one could suggest you are not female. Even if you mess up, you will just be considered a bit of a tomboy, maybe lesbian.”

“I don't care if I get labelled as lesbian. I can't be certain, but I did base my attraction DNA on a lesbian. It's a bit complicated and I don't know how much sexuality is determined by environmental factors and how much DNA influences things. I don't fancy the idea of being attracted to men and was worried that my original DNA would make me straight,” I explained.

“That is fine and missing the point. Your sexuality is your own business and is unlikely to directly affect gender dysphoria. However, you do bring up a valid topic. You need to experience what sex is like as a woman. Man or woman doesn't matter. Or if that is too radical, just masturbate. It is common to find that sex is emotional and will be a good barometer for how you are coping. It would not be healthy to find yourself disgusted with your body or the idea of your body having sex with a partner. You need to know that you can cope before you commit to nine months of pregnancy,” Susan continued.

“I'll get right on that,” I said with a chuckle, trying to lighten the moment, but Susan just stared at me with seriousness.

“From what I understand, you are now essentially ageless. Your mindset is still that of a sixty-eight-year-old man. A life already lived and mostly over. No desire for a life partner or really living. You've retired, but your body is young and you have the opportunity to change that. I think living a lifetime as a female is the perfect challenge to reinvigorate your life.” Then Susan chuckled. “Are you man enough to be a woman? Do you have the balls for it?”

I think a good part of her laughter came from being overtired, but we all ended up giggling from her attempted joke.

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A Pregnant Girl...

...who looks to be age 15 seems likely to attract some negative attention from strangers, though she's still some months away from that situation.

Eric

The balls no comma

Wendy Jean's picture

From here on it's all estrogen.

This is a fun one.

I wish I had an ability like Chris. Not sure if I would change gender, but who knows. While I consider myself comfortable in my gender, I don't believe I would have much difficulty with a change to female. Certainly not a mental rejection feeling I was in the wrong body. Preferably not quite so young, though. I suspect a 15 year old female machinist would be difficult for most people to take seriously.

Other complications

Jamie Lee's picture

Getting clothes for Chris is minor compared to other problems she may face.

How will she answer if someone asks about not being in school? Yes, she can say she's being home schooled, if where they move allows that in that State.

Chris was used to buying what he wanted without restrictions because of his age. Now that she looks like a girl who is fifteen that no longer is the case.

If Chris still drove a car, now at fifteen she wouldn't be allowed to get a license.

And when she gets pregnant, what to prevent someone from calling CPS on her? Or take the baby when its born?

How will Talia be explained? No one will believe she is Chris' daughter. As to Chris being a surrogate mother for Talia? That won't go over with a lot of people.

There are several subjects they didn't plan for and those may come back and bite them.

Others have feelings too.