Dorothy's Drabbles
A wish for Joy
The old man fingered the ring, then summoned the genie.
“What is thy wish?” the genie asked.
“I’ve come to realize I never gave happiness to anybody. So my wish is that for whatever time I have left, I would be a person who makes others smile when I come into a room. To be a source of happiness wherever I go. “
“Granted”
Some time later, in a hospital across town, a baby is presented to her parents.
They say “Let’s call her ... Joy ...”
End?
After the Halloween Party
Ugh … I got to watch how much I drink, my head hurts.
But what a party?
My buddy Paul always did know how to host em …
And then there was that chick.
Dam, she was HOT, and she couldnt keep her hands off me.
… She wanted something, what was it? To switch … costumes?
Better look in a mirror, see if I did something silly
Oh.
Not costumes
Bodies
I’m a girl
I’m … HOT?
Hmmm ….
I could get used to this ….
After the Procedure
After the procedure, I was permitted to stand, and walked toward a full length mirror at the end of the hall.
I stared at the stranger in the reflection in shock.
“I... I’m a girl?”
“I’m a girl!”
I turned to the author of my transformation who had been watching with a smile.
“You.... I’m a girl!”
I walked toward her and grabbed her.
And gave her a huge hug.
“I’m beautiful!”
“Bless you!”
I then danced out of the makeover spa, singing “I feel pretty ...”
All the way home.
After the Battle
I had lost, and my opponent loomed over me.
“Yield.” The hooded figure said.
“What happens then?”
“You will live ... as a woman.”
I had no choice.
“I yield.”
Thunderclap, and a mirror beside me reveals ... I’m beautiful.
And I am ... happy?
I look at my opponent ... and she is me.
“Took you long enough.” She says with a smile.
“I’m stubborn, what can I say?”
I smile, because now ... the adventure really begins ...
End.
After the transformation
“I’m a girl now, mom. What do we do?”
“Well, there’s one thing I wont do hon. I wont be forcing you into skirts and heels.”
“You.... wont?”
“God, no. I cant even imagine how traumatic this has been. The last thing you need is me making things worse by throwing you into the deep end of girlhood. You can be a tomboy as long as you need to.”
“Thanks. Maybe I’ll try some skirts too, and see how I feel.”
“Sounds good. Lets go shopping.”
Authors note: As I dont have a quote key any more, I am using * instead
An overheard conversation
*You know what transgender is? Well I am in transition *
*oh you must have just started then*
*huh?*
*Its almost a shame that a pretty girl like you would feel the need to be a guy, but I guess you have to go with your heart*
*Actually ... I was a guy.*
*No! Really?*
*Really.*
*I cant even picture you as a guy*
*Neither could I*
*Well, good luck*
*Thanks*
End
Canadian Superhero Battle
Canadian Super-villain (CSV): “I’m terribly sorry, but I’m going to have to ask you to please give me your valuables. Again, I’m sorry”
Canadian Super Hero (CSH): “I’m sorry, but I’m here to stop you. Please put down the weapon and come quietly. Again, I’m so sorry.”
CSV: “I’m sorry, you got me. I surrender. I’m sorry.”
CSH: ” I’m sorry. I’m sure we’ll have you a law-abiding citizen in no time. Again, I’m sorry.”
Reporter: ” I’m sorry, but there was a bit of a crime today. Again, I’m so sorry.”
End.
At a supermarket, an overweight, balding, middle-aged man bumps into young mother with small child.
“I am sorry.”
“No it was my fault”
Man waves at child “Hi”
She waves back “Hello”
“Normally she is very shy with strangers”
“Well, have a good day miss”
“You too.”
Small voice says “Bye!”
Later….
“Mommy?”
“What?”
“Who was that pretty lady?”
Fantasy Island: A Drabble by Dorothy
“Mr. Roarke, When my wife booked us for a weekend here, she said it was a place to explore a fantasy.”
“And?”
“I’m now a blond big breasted nymphet! That’s certainly not my fantasy!”
Deep voice says “But I never said it was YOUR fantasy we’d be exploring!”
End
Fashion Passion
“Mom, did you see what Brian was wearing?”
“No, what did he have on?’’
“A hot pink dress and matching heels”
“That can’t be right.”
“I know, he’s way too pale for that shade. We got to get him some color swatches.”
“You’re right. And a better makeup kit than that dollar store one in his room.”
End.
Father’s Day
“What do you want for Father’s day, Dad?”
“Some new shoes ... no, I really need a new purse.”
“You’d better come with me to help choose it, then. I don’t know much about that stuff.”
Speaking of which, your mother was wondering when you’d stop being a tomboy, Sara.”
“Tell you what. I’ll start wearing dresses when you go back to pants.”
“Point taken. Let’s go shopping.”
End
Fight like a girl
“Hey, fag, I’m gonna beat the snot out of you after school.”
“Fine, but I should warn you, I fight like a girl.”
After the fight .....
(Groans) “Uhhh...+
“I did warn you, I fight like a girl. Specifically, I fight like my sister, who does MMA.”
(more groans) “uhhh...”
Now, next week I expect you to return all the money you’ve bullied from kids, and stop bullying. Get me?”
“Give .... back ... money?”
“Darn straight. Be glad I’m not like you, or you’d be going to school in a skirt.”
Haunted, a Halloween Drabble.
I heard her, whispering in my bedroom. “You promised!”
“I cant”
“Its Time!”
Again and again, I heard her. “Please?”
Finally, I give in, and go to the trunk, and put on the dress, the makeup, the wig.
I look in the mirror, and I don’t see a boy.
I see her.
“Finally!” she says.
“Finally.” I agree.
“We’re free!”
We speak as one.
We are one.
Forever.
I Saw Her Walking
I saw her walking down the street, and I stopped .
Clothes are tattered, old suitcase in her hand.
I approached, she flinched.
“You want to hurt me more? Reject me again?” She said.
“I came to say I'm sorry. Please come home.”
“Until you feel guilty again?”
“No. For the rest of our lives, if you are willing.”
We embrace, go home.
I had to do this.
Had to make it right.
And I will.
Because I need her.
Because the girl is me.
In the Mirror
There was someone, a boy outside, a girl within denied.
One day, her parents said “we know you are a girl, Don't hide her anymore Let her out, and be free!”
“What girl?” she asked, looking in a mirror. “I don't see one”
“Look with your heart, like we do, and she is there”
She looked, her mask broke.
“I...I see her!” and she wept.
“Welcome home” They said, holding her.
“Daughter”
And the girl was free, at last.
Its Rosey’s fault: Wish granted
Blame “stuck in a rut” author Rosey Redd for this one:
Rose looked at the magical genie she’d released. Genie says you can be anything you want, just name it,” Rose struggles, finally saying “I dont know, man” Genie replies “wish granted!”
And Richard was left to stagger home.
End!
Name Game
“Hey hon.”
“Hi Dad.”
“I just wanted to apologize for getting the name wrong. I just forgot.”
“It’s okay, Dad. I know you’re trying.”
“Thanks. By the way, where did ‘Anne” come from?”
“I just liked it. Better than ‘Sunflower’.”
“Yeah, well, your mother wanted to give her daughter a hippy name.”
End
New Shampoo
“Mom! What is this shampoo? Its in a pink bottle!”
“Just picked it up, by accident at the mall, Charles.”
“I can't use this! It's called 'Make me pretty'!”
“Come on. Shampoo is shampoo.”
“Fine!”
Later....
“Mom, that shampoo...it had some side effects.”
“Side effects? What do you mean?”
“Well, for starters, you might need to start calling me Cheryl”
Former boy, now transformed, walks to where her father still lives.
Rings the bell, fights the urge to run away.
Old man answers, still rigid and unbending despite the years.
He looks at who it is, his face a stone mask.
“I told you when you left, you are no son of mine.”
Her heart breaks.
His expression softens.
“But, if you can forgive an old fool, I would be honored if you let me call you my daughter.”
Overheard One Summer Day
"Mom! John is wearing my party dress!"
"Son, what have I told you about wearing your sister's clothes?"
"Always ask first. Sorry sis."
"Its okay, But I hate the fact you look better in it than I do."
Pink Daze
“Mom! My shirt turned pink in the wash!”
“Oh dear. Well, you can wear it anyway.”
“Are you nuts? I hate pink!”
“Its just a color. Honestly, dear, nothing to get so upset about.”
“But my friends would laugh at me, mom.”
“You’ve got to be exaggerating. Nobody would laugh at you.”
“You don’t know anything!”
“Young lady, don’t take that tone with me!”
“But mom, Pink went out of style two months ago!”
Presenting...
We were once ordinary people.
In fact a lot of us would have been regarded as freaks, outcasts.
But now, we can make a difference.
Why us? Why did the website we belong to get bathed in that weird energy that transferred to each of us as we logged on? I don’t know, but I plan to use the powers it gifted me, and I’m sure most of us feel the same.
Its almost time for our big unveiling.
The time when we will say to the world, “Ladies and gentlemen and those in-between, presenting ...
Super Big Closet!”
Author’s note: What superpower would you get? Have fun with it!
Running up that hill
My girlfriend was listening to Kate Bush, singing along, and then she stopped, and said to me, “Would you swap places with me?”
I laughed, and said, “Would you be running up that hill if I did?”
“That just means I’d gain an understanding of you. And you would of me. Would you do it?”
“If only I could ...” I sang at her, and then let the whole thing go.
The next morning ....
“Oh my gosh! It happened! We’re each other!”
And we went running up that hill - together.
Self Portrait
Young boy, sitting on the floor, drawing a picture.
“What’s it going to be?” Mom asks
“Me.” He says, and returns to the work, as focused as any master artist could be.
Later a picture hangs on the refrigerator door, and one would have to look very closely indeed to see the outlines of a skirt which had been erased, or the splash of pink that was under the blue.
And inside a young boy, a young girl cries, while no one listens.
For now.
Spa Talk: A drabble by Dorothy
“Hello handsome. How was the spa?”
“Wonderful! I don’t think I’ve ever been so pampered, so relaxed.”
“Now you see why we girls love it. Ohh ... I see they got carried away and painted your toes.”
“Actually, that was my idea. You don’t mind, do you?”
“No! It’s a pretty color for you. Now, let’s head to bed.”
“Good idea. I can show you how ... grateful I am to have you.”
“By the bulge in your pants, I have a pretty good idea. Let’s go!”
End.
The Cure
“Are you serious, Doc? The way to cure my flat feet is to wear high heels?”
“It really works, Bob.”
***
Six months later ...
“So how are your flat feet, Bob?”
“Much better, but called me Bobbi.”
End.
The No Doubt concert
Bill and Bob went to the No Doubt concert. During a break, Bill asked “Hay, how come we shout out the lines from their song “I’m just a girl? We aren’t girls.”
After the concert, Billie said to Bobbi, “How come we don’t ever see any guys at these concerts?” “I guess they all think it’s a chick band, their loss.” said Bobbi.
The Old Argument
“Did not!”
“Did so!”
“Ed, what do you think?”
“I agree with Mary, Jack.”
“Ah, you always pick the girls side. You should just be a girl.”
“I think we’d love to have him as one of us.”
“I... I..”
“I’ll ask the rest of the girls, but I’m sure they will agree.”
And so I became an honorary girl.
The Wish
“Okay Genie. I want to be an All-American, I want to be on the field at the Rose Bowl game.” Carl said.
“Done!”
********
“Well, here its halftime at the Rose Bowl, and coming out onto the field is Carla and the All-American Girl Band ....”
End
"Hey Bob, I mean Bobbi, I've meant to ask, you were a fitness nut before you became a girl, do you still work out?"
"Oh yes, I want to keep my figure. But I learned the value of a sports bra after I tried jumping jacks."
Twice the Wish
“So, you’re telling me I can have any wish I like, but my worst enemy Carl gets twice of whatever I wish for?” Robert asked the imp.
“Yes.” Said the imp.
Robert thought hard, then made his wish with a smile.
Later, pretty Bobbi was walking down the street in her new high heels, and then she stopped.
“I should go see how Carla is doing being twice the woman I am now.” She said with a smile.
Two Drabbles
Waking up:
Child : “Mom! Mom! I had the most horrible dream!
Everything was.... different! My room, my clothes, even my body! And....and I was stuck like that for like, the rest of my life!
Mother: It was just a dream honey. You are safe, and everything is back to normal, right?
Child: I guess, but why in heaven would I dream of having to live life as a BOY?
Excerpt from a Lost Pilot for Star Trek:
Survivor: “you see, captain, when this ship crashed, I was the only survivor, and I was only fourteen years old.
The aliens here had never seen a human before, so they used the image in my mind to repair me.
so... they made me look like this.
And believe me, everything works.
Please, stay with me, and see how much better things are like this!
Captain: “Well, I have enjoyed it. I will stay, and we will be girls together!”
Vital Statistics
“Honey, can you come here for a minute? “
“What is it, dear?”
“When ... did I get breasts?”
Long pause ...
“Hmmm ... about six months after starting hormones, so about a year ago, now.”
“Yeah, that sounds right, Stupid medical forms, anway.”
End.
Where She appoints
“This place is amazing! They used this place for curses?”
“You’ve seen the little markers, and heard the translation of the curses.”
“That last one was wild. ‘May the one who finds my gold coin and does not return it lose his manhood in temple where she appoints’ Who is She??”
"Juno, the Queen of the gods”
“Hey! This looks like a gold coin!”
Later .....
“I’m a girl!” That curse ... I lost my manhood!”
“Oh well. Could be worse. At least I’m pretty ....”
End
Winter Wonders
“My lips hurt from the cold.”
“You could borrow my lip balm.”
“That’s for girls!”
“Fine. Have painful lips then.”
“Okay. Give.”
“Hey! What’s that smell?”
“Strawberries.”
“Whatever.”
******
“So how was the day wearing lip balm?”
“I smelled like strawberries all day.”
“Was it that bad?”
“I guess not.”
“You’re blushing! What happened?”
“Well, I dont just smell like strawberries. I taste like it too.”
“How did you find that out?”
“Jimmy kissed me.”