Dreams, Secrets, and Transformations: Beyond the Enchanted Looking Glass

Ch 11 Family

"Why can't we go now?" Brad inquired. "I can go to school over there tomorrow."

Gerald liked the idea of being on the other side longer, but he resisted the temptation. "No, son we can't. While Brooke's life might continue over there when you're not there, the same doesn't happen here. On this side, if you're over there, you're missing here. We don't need you being absent from school here and having to repeat a grade for missing too many days."

"But it's only one day."

"Yeah, but if I set that precedence, one day will later turn into two, then a week and then, well no, just no."

"Okay, Dad. We can go for the whole weekend when you get off work tomorrow, If you are okay with that."

"Sounds like a plan. I tell you what, I'll see if I can get off a little early, so we can be over there in time for the football game. Sound good?"

"Yeah, Dad! That sounds perfect."

"Anything in particular you wanna experience while were there?"

"Yeah, Dad, heels, I wanna wear a pair of high heels."

"Okay  .  .  . I get that, but um, is that it? Surely you wanna do more than just that. I couldn't help but notice Brooke has just enough growth to need a bra. I thought you might like to experience a bra fitting, where you get measured for and get to pick out a bra. Maybe we could spend an entire day dress shopping, have a mother-daughter spa day, possibly go to the beach in bikinis, experience what is like for a girl to get ogled by boys her age and maybe even get asked out on a date?"

The first three experiences really intrigued Brad. He definitely wanted to do those. The fourth one, in a bikini maybe, but not as much as the others just yet and if he were completely honest, he kinda wouldn't mind seeing what the last one might be like, either, just once. It's something he'd imagined before, but in real life? Maybe, but he wasn't ready to admit that out loud yet.

"Well, yeah, the first three, Dad, absolutely. And I wanna try on every pair of shoes in a shoe store, get a mani/pedi, learn how to do all kinds of cool makeup styles, get a belly piercing, spend an entire day riding rides at an amusement park while wearing a short skirt and wedges, cheer for the football team on game day. Did you know I'm a cheerleader over there?"

"well of course I do, I mean after all, I am your mom there. That's why I said we should be there in time for the football game. I can't wait to see you doing the cheers and jumping around in that tiny cheer skirt with the sparkly tan tights on your legs. The knee high boots and all the boys staring at you on the side of the field, drooling, desperately wishing they could take you out after the game-"

"Dad!" Brad called out, interrupting him.

"Sorry," Gerald apologized with a sigh. "My own personal dreams of things I always wished I could have experienced at your age are coming back up."

"And, dad, I wanna wear a fancy long dress with sequins all over it and a slit in the side that goes up to my hip, silk pantyhose on my legs and stilettos on my feet, oh and I wanna wear curve hugging skin tight jeans with an off the shoulder crop top to show off my belly piercing and bra straps, and go to a teen hangout with all my female friends over there."

The more Brad talked, the more Gerald couldn't wait to go back through the mirror with his son, so he could help him experience all kinds of uniquely feminine delights and he could live vicariously through his son. Gerald knew that finding that mirror was the absolute best thing to ever happen to him, but now, Brad discovering it was a close second.