Gradual Change

Ch. 1

Thanks to sabrynabrooklynne for her great help. She had been a great support and her stories inspired me.
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Houston is a family of four. The parents and two sons. Heather is the mom who works as a lawyer, her golden blonde hair was a mess as she just woke up it was around 6 in the morning and she needed to wake her sons and make sure they are ready for school. First, she walked to her youngest room Ryan Allen Houston.

While she didn't discriminate between her children Ryan was her baby. In fact, he was the baby of the family. Not only was he the youngest, but his 15-year-old brother George, and his dad treated him as a baby. Ryan didn't like being babied, but he learned to accept it.

Walking to Ryan's room, Heather opened the door and stepped in. She was greeted by the sight of Ryan sleeping with his thumb in his mouth. Shaking her head, Heather smiled, thinking how cute her baby looked while sleeping.

Walking over to the bed, Heather kissed his cheek before starting to shake him awake.

"Wake, wake, time to get up," Heather said in a sing-song tone.

Looking at her child's messy hair. She ran her fingers through it, pushing the shoulder-length locks out of his eyes.

She was happy that Ryan decided to let his hair grow. At first, she was surprised that Ryan wanted to keep his hair long. Now, however, she was glad because he simply looked cute with long hair.

Stirring in his sleep, Ryan opened his eyes for a moment before burying his head in the pillow.

"10 more minutes, please," Ryan pleaded, his voice muffled by the pillow.

"Oh, but we can't have that now," Heather said with a smirk.

She knew the best way to wake Ryan was tickling. She knew that Ryan was extremely sensitive to tickling and would do anything to stop the torture. Immediately, Heather sat on the bed, flipped Ryan on his back, and started to tickle him.

She earned a loud squeal and giggles from Ryan, as he struggled to escape. It didn't take more than a couple of seconds for him to tap out.

"I'm up, I'm up," he pleaded. "No more tickling, please." He was out of breath.

"I can see that," Heather replied with a smile. She couldn't blame Ryan for not wanting to wake up though.

It was just last week when Heather received an urgent call from Ryan's school. It was the school nurse, asking her to come and pick him up. She said he had a high fever and was really sick.

Of course, Heather immediately left her office and headed to the school. The rest of that day Ryan lay in the bed with his momma by his side.

He was still a bit sleepy, but he had to go to school today. All students all around the country between the ages of 8 to 14 were taking a blood test today. It was a test for some kind of genetic disorder. If it wasn't for the blood test Heather wouldn't have sent Ryan to school today.

"Go take a shower really quick and get dressed," Heather told Ryan.

Ryan nodded and slip out of bed to before walking to his own bathroom. It was good that everyone got his own bathroom, it saved alot of time. Especially with her children, seeing that both George and Ryan love to take their time showering.

Unlike many boys, her boys were rather clean and neat. After all, it was something she and Jeff drilled into the children's minds. Cleanliness was not the only thing the children took from their parents.

George is the star of the freshman football team, and also the captain. He was a great defender, fast, flexible, and lightning-quick, he stood at 5'8 feet with wide shoulders and muscle mass. His teammates nicknamed his rock solid, because of how hard it was for anyone to slip past him. He was clearly taking after Jeff with the potential to be even taller than his dad.