Warning: Smoking is a presented in a positive light in this
sweet and sentimental tale of a teenage boy and his feminine side. The author
is a very bad man who smokes himself. He doesn't care in the slightest if
you're offended by the nonsense he writes. As a matter of fact, he coughs in
your general direction and doesn't even cover his mouth with his hand. With that being said, please enjoy the story. As always, comments are greatly appreciated.
The Double Date
By: slimv
Edited by: Aine Keeagh
Part 4
"Surprise!"
shouted Jim as his wife and daughter opened the door.
The color bled from
Linda's face as her husband walked in with suitcase in hand.
"Jim, you're home
early. I didn't expect you back for another week!"
"What can I say?
Business was good. I needed to come home early so I could write up the
orders."
Julia went spastic.
Her little mind couldn't take the stress. "Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!"
she screamed as she jumped up and down holding her cigarette.
Jim mistook his
daughter's anxiety as excitement to see him and grabbed her up in his arms.
"How's my kitten," he asked?
"I don't know what
to say," said Linda. In truth there was nothing she could say. She
couldn't very well ask her husband to leave. Whatever would happen would
happen and she was powerless to stop it.
Kaila, who had been out
of earshot, figured it was time. She lit a fresh cigarette and pushed up the
hair on her wig as she gave herself one more admiring glance in the mirror.
"Where's
Kyle," asked Jim.
Kaila entered the
living room, rolling her hips and dragging seductively on her cigarette. She
was so caught up in walking the walk that she didn't see it was her father
standing in the room instead of Tom.
Who is this and where
did she come from? Jim didn't recognize his son. But Kyle was last thing on
his mind as he ravaged the young beauty standing before him with his eyes. Was
this one of Julia's friends? Why hadn't he seen her before? How could he get
her to come around more often?
"Daddy?"
The voice was
familiar.
"Daddy, your
home," said the teenage vixen.
And then it hit him.
The pitch was somewhat higher and very shrill, but it was Kyle standing in
front of him.
"Kyle. Is that
you? Oh my God," he wailed. "You have tits and you're smoking!"
Kaila had expected a
confrontation. She knew it was only a matter of time, but she hadn't expected
it to go down like this. She looked to her mother and sister for help. By the
stunned looks on their faces, she knew she was alone. Her choices were few.
She could run or stand her ground.
She took a deep breath
and mustered false courage. She narrowed her eyes on her father's and hallowed
her cheeks as she pulled on the cigarette's filter. "So you noticed? How
do you like them," she asked as she juggled them in her hands.
Jim's lust quickly
turned to anger. "Put that cigarette out! Take off those fake tits! And
get your self changed and take off that stupid make-up you little faggot!"
Kaila was frightened
but she stood her ground. "Please don't talk to me like that Daddy. This
isn't how I wanted to tell you. I didn't want to hurt you so please don't hurt
me."
Jim's anger began to
boil over. "I knew you had problems but I never would have dreamed things
were this bad. Are you insane? Did you really think I would just take this?
I won't have a faggot for a son!"
"Not now Daddy.
Let's not do this now. I have a friend coming over and I don't want him to see
us fighting like this. He'll be here any minute so lets just talk about this tomorrow,
OK?"
"A friend? By
friend do you mean you're boyfriend? Is that why you're dressed like this? Oh
my God Kyle! What did you think you were going to do with this little faggot
boyfriend of yours in my house?"
"Don't be like
this Daddy! Please! He'll be here any minute and he'll get mad if he hears
you talking like that."
"Oh he'll get
mad?" asked her father as he puffed out his chest and unbuckled his
leather belt. "I certainly wouldn't want to piss off my son's sissy
boyfriend, would I? I suppose you think I'm going to let the two of you suck
each others dicks in my house."
Jim removed his belt
and let his trousers drop to the floor. "Well it's not going to happen
but I'll tell you what will happen. Since you want to suck cocks so badly you
can start by sucking mine. If you want to be a slut then I'll treat you like a
slut. Get your homo ass over here. I'll fuck your mouth so hard you'll need
braces when I'm through. So help me God. Mine will be the last cock you ever
suck!"
Kaila had no intentions
of doing any such thing with her dad and Jim knew as much. He was just trying
to provoke his son. Jim Russo was hurt and angry and all he wanted to do was
to lash out at what he considered to be the source of his pain.
Julia and Linda both
screamed as Jim's arm began to swing up and over his shoulder with the belt in
hand.
His arm stopped in
midair. He turned to scream at his wife or his daughter, whomever it was who
dared to interfere with the business he was conducting with his effeminate son.
A very hostile looking
face towered eight or so inches above him. Whoever it was didn't appear the
least bit happy. Jim felt a massive hand circle his throat as his body crashed
against the drywall, breaking it and leaving an imprint of his ass. The big
man's nostril's flared as he began to talk through bared teeth.
"I'm the little
faggot whose come to see your son," growled Tom.
Jim was looking the big
man square in the eye but only because Tom had raised him to eye level with the
death grip on his throat.
Julia and Linda begged
him to release Jim who was kicking and coughing his way to hell as he fought
for every breath of air he could steal. It wasn't until he got the nod from
Kaila that he relaxed his grip and allowed Jim to slide down the wall into a
pile of defeated flesh.
As Linda attended to
her husband, Kaila rushed to Tom who swept her up in his arms as Jim stared
bug-eyed at them.
"Did he hurt
you," asked Tom?
Kaila answered him with
a smoky kiss.
She felt so good in his
arms. He loved the feel of her silky gown as it slid against his bare arms.
His anger was subsiding and he found himself getting horny for her.
"So this must be
your Dad," he said as he set Kaila back on the floor. "I didn't mean
to hurt him, I just thought he was going to hit you."
Tom reached down
and offered his hand to the crumpled heap at his feet. When Jim didn't take
it, Tom pulled him up by the wrist.
Jim was still
stunned, both by the attack and the situation in general. As angry as he was,
he would try his best not to provoke the giant in his living room.
"I'm Tom
Grogan, Kaila's boyfriend," said Tom as he extended his hand once more.
"I'm Jim
Russo, Kyle's father," he said as the massive hand wrapped itself around
his.
"Daddy,"
whined Kaila. "Don't call me that any more. My name is Kaila."
"Kyla,"
said Jim, as he corrected himself. "And I suppose you've already met my
wife and daughter."
"I think we
all better sit down and talk about this," suggested Linda. "Julia,
go get your father a beer. Would you like one too Tom."
"Thanks Mrs.
Russo, but I'm fine."
"Please call
me Linda. I feel as if we're almost family."
Julia scurried to
the kitchen while Jim put on his pants and took a seat in his favorite chair.
Kaila led Tom to the love seat and Linda sat on the couch. Julia gave her
father the beer and sat beside her mother. Sanity had return to the room and
Linda lit a cigarette to calm her nerves, as did Julia and Kaila.
"A lot has
changed since you left last week honey. Of course I guess you can see that for
your self."
"Are they
real," asked Jim, as he pointed to Kaila's breasts.
"Yes, they
are," said Linda. "They're implants of course, but they're
permanent. She's also taking hormones now. In about a year, Kaila is going to
have gender reassignment surgery. She's going to become a woman."
"And how much is that," asked Jim?
"I'm no expert, but I hear it costs a pretty penny. For Christ's sake
Linda, I hope you don't expect me to shell out good money to have my son
mutilated."
Kaila blushed,
embarrassed, at hearing her father’s remarks about being mutilated.
Tom took Kaila's
hand in his. The question wasn't directed to him, but he owned it all the
same. "Don't worry about the cost Mr. Russo. I expect to land a good job
after graduation so I can pay for the surgery."
Kaila surprised
him with a passionate kiss that made Tom blush.
"So my son is
going to be your little slut from here on out. Is that it," asked Jim?
"Please sir,
don't talk about her like that. The only reason I didn't bury you deep in your
back yard is because I thought it might upset Kaila. But if you keep being
rude, or if I feel you're out of line, I'll have no other choice."
"Please don't
make things worse than they are Jim," pleaded Linda. "Tom is a good
boy. They make such a sweet couple. Please give this a chance."
"Mr. Russo, I
know we got off on the wrong foot and I'm sorry about that, but this thing with
Kaila isn't going away. And I'm not going away either. I'm in love with your
daughter Mr. Russo. And I want to take care of her."
Jim shook his
head. "I don't understand. I know who you are. I've watched you play
football. You're awesome. But how can a guy like you be gay?"
"I wish I
could give you an answer Mr. Russo, but I can't. I didn't know my self. Until
I met Kaila, I had no idea. I still don't. I can't explain it either. All I
know is what I feel. And I feel love for your daughter."
"He's not my
daughter. He's my son."
"No I'm not
Daddy. I was born a boy but I was never your son. This is who I am. I think
I've always been like this and now I know for sure."
"This is all
so much Kyle. God, I don't know whether to call you Kyle or Kaila."
"Please call
me Kaila, Daddy. I know its weird. But you'll get used to it. We all
will."
"I don't know
if I'll ever get used to this Kaila." The name sounded foreign as it
rolled off the tip of his tongue. This is all happening so fast for me Kaila.
Last week we were talking about hunting and now you're looking like this. Hell
honey. I didn't even know you were smoking. When did you start that?"
"Last week.
It's a long story."
"I've got
time. Apparently there's a lot I don't know about you. Now is as good a time
as any. I want to know. How did this happen."
Julia, who had
been listening quietly, spoke up. "It's my fault Daddy." It wasn't
that she wanted the blame. It was more like she hated not being the center of
attention.
"I got Kyle
in trouble with mom. I told her he was smoking my cigarettes, but he wasn't.
I wanted mom to punish him so he could take Karen's place on a double date with
Tom's friend. I got Mom to make him dress up like a girl. And I wanted him to
smoke because I heard Tom has a thing for girls that smoke."
It was Tom's turn
to blush. All his little secrets were coming out in the wash and he rushed to
defend himself. "It's true Mr. Russo, but Kaila doesn't have to keep
smoking. I love her no matter what."
"I don't want
to quit smoking," said Kaila. "Please don't make me quit Daddy. I
know it's bad for my health. But I really want to do it. It makes me feel
sexy and grown-up."
"There's also
the hormones to think of Jim," said Linda.
"Hormones?"
"She started
taking them after she got the breast implants. She's going to need to take
them for the rest of her life. I'm afraid if she stops smoking, she might put
on weight in the wrong places."
It was a story.
Linda didn't know for certain if Kaila would gain weight if she stopped
smoking, but she knew how much it meant to her daughter and was willing to
offer any assistance she could muster.
Jim nodded his
head as he listened to the explanations. He was troubled but was doing his
best to keep an open mind. "Look Kaila, this is your life, not mine or
your mother's or your sister's. I'm not going to sit here and lie to you. I'm
not going to tell you I'm comfortable with any of this, your smoking, the
clothes, your wanting to be a girl or the idea that you like boys."
"Not boys
Daddy. There's just one and it's Tom."
"Fine then.
I'm not comfortable with the idea that you like Tom in the way that you do.
But I guess that's between you and Tom. So is your smoking. If you don't mind
and he doesn't mind then who am I to mind. As I was saying, it's your life
Kaila."
Kaila was ecstatic
in her father's change of heart. "Thank you Daddy! I love you Daddy!
You're the best Daddy in the whole world!"
Jim shook off his
daughter's exuberance. "So what's next for you two? Did you have a
date? I guess I must have interrupted something."
"Well
actually we were going to go to my room. Would it be OK if Tom spent the night
with me?"
"I'll pretend
you didn't say that," said Jim. "There are just some things a father
doesn't want to know about. But I'll expect to see you at breakfast Tom."
*****
Tom couldn't take
his eyes off Kaila's ass as it wiggled up the steps. He looked down at her
family from the top of the stairs. Her mother and sister looked excited and
happy. Her father was still in a state of shock and in a way, so was he.
"This is my
room," said Kaila, as she closed the door and pushed the privacy lock.
"So what do you think?"
Tom took the room
in with his eyes as he nodded his head. "Nice," he said. "It
looks like a girl lives here."
"A girl does
live here silly," said Kaila as she took a cigarette from her pack and
held it for him to light.
Tom looked into
her eyes as he lit her cigarette. Once lit, she inhaled and exhaled. Her
smoke found his face as he took her in his arms and gently kissed her.
"Umm that was
nice," she said as she took him by the hand and led him to her bed.
She lay down and
placed the cigarette between her lips as Tom's fingers found the band to her
panties and gently pulled them over her hips and off her legs. She studied him
for any signs of disgust as he sat on the bed beside her and took her small
penis in his hand.
She quivered at
his touch as his hand slid up and down his penis and gently cupped his hairless
scrotum. The smoke in her lungs felt delicious as he caressed her with his big
hand.
He smiled at her
and asked how it felt. She answered him with a soft guttural moan surrounded
by the smoke from her chest. No. He wasn't disgusted and her heart sang with
joy as her groin pulsated with pleasure.
He bent down and
kissed the head of Kaila's penis and touched his lips to her lips. The taste
of her smoke lingered on his tongue. Through it all, he never removed his hand
as he massaged her lovingly, guided by her moans and the twisting of her hips.
Her moans grew
louder and her breathing more shallow. She was Cumming and it brought a smile
to his face to see the joy he was giving her. Semen flowed between his fingers
and he knew he belonged to her.
*****
Time has a way of
making most things better or at least easier to accept. Jim Russo eventually
understood that he hadn't lost a son but had gained a wonderful daughter. Tom
became the son he never.
He asked Kaila to
marry him on her 16th birthday. She said yes, and her parents agreed, but they
decided to wait until after her operation to say their vows.
Tom was chosen by Atlanta
in the second round and signed a multi-million dollar six-year contract. Linda
was pleased that her daughter would be staying close to home.
Julia, always the
slut, got knocked up by Karen's pusher and was carrying his love child.
Needless to say, this caused tension between Karen and Julia and their
friendship cooled.
*****
It was a glorious
June day in Atlanta - a little stifling, but beautiful all the same. At least
the church was air-conditioned.
Jim Russo sat on
the bench in his daughter's dressing room as Julia and Linda helped Kaila with
her make-up. Julia had shed the weight from her pregnancy and was looking as
slutty as ever.
His daughter was
all-woman now. She would never swing a bat or throw a ball ever again. It had
been two years since her first date with Tom. She no longer had need of her
mother's wig as she had grown her own head of fabulous long blonde hair.
Nothing about her was false- not even her nails. They had grown incredibly
long over the past two years. They were useless when it came to such things as
housework. The only thing they were good for was holding cigarettes and Tom's
penis. Speaking of Tom, the surgeon had reconstructed Kaila's genitals with
him in mind. Her new vagina had been custom made for Tom and why not? He was
the one footing the bill.
"Daddy, can I
have a light?"
"You look
beautiful Kaila," he said as he held his lighter for her.
Kaila pushed her
veil to the side and accepted her father's light.
Who says it's
tacky for a bride to smoke in her wedding gown?
Fin.
since 10/01/04