Jonathan stood in the living room with a pissed off expression on his face, arms crossed underneath his breast in a green bikini & looked at his daughter Emma.
Emma said YOU ARE NOT GOING OUT LIKE THAT, DAD!
You go upstairs & put that one-piece I put out for you to wear to the pool party.
He looked at her & said NO!
This is now my body, not yours.
It has been 6 weeks since the Great Shift.
I have come to terms with being in your body.
I hated it at first, but it has grown on me.
I am going to the pool party like this.
I am going to make out with boys.
I might let one go all the way.
Emma looked at him and said I hate this.
Why did you have to get my body?
Why could you get a stranger like me?
She then looked at her old, man hands & started to cry.
She said I hate being an old man.
Seeing you like that is just so hard, & she did not just mean it, emotionally.
She told him to wear & do whatever he likes, but not to come crying to her when he gets a reputation or pregnant.
Jonathan went upstairs to finish getting ready for the party.
Emma went to the downstairs bathroom to get rid of her erection.
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