Royal Frills

Who am I

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The opposition party wanted to make petticoat discipline against the law. There was a general election campaign, and this was one of their main promises. The opposition leader's name was Mrs. Leary. She said that petticoat discipline was forbidden decades ago because people were wise enough to know that there was no proof that it worked. In fact, many professionals thought it could do more harm than good. "We should not tell boys they are sissies or girls," she said. "While we should help and support children that are transgender, we should not force boys that have no gender identity problems to be the opposite gender. It is a shame and shocking that society has now allowed this. It shows that parents are forgetting to be parents and forcing their children down this inhumane path. My party will stop this and close places like the Victorian Virtue Institute."

Niki was very worried about the election campaign. He wanted to know what would happen if the institute was forced to close. I understood Niki's fears. He was now at a place where he felt wanted and could be himself. He did not want to be isolated back at home with his parents who did not notice him. As for me, I was now used to the institute. If this place were closed, I was sure that my mother would keep treating me as a sissy. The petticoat treatment started as a punishment to make me a nicer person, but I quickly accepted it. Miss Eva explained that it was because I always had a sissy inside me, and now that I was living as a sissy, I was nicer and happier. I do not know why I accepted this treatment. The recent book about me, the media scrutiny, and now the general election were also making me think. What if the institute was wrong in how we were being treated?

I was told to see the dentist. I always hated dentists. They would have this fake smile on their faces, telling you everything would be fine, but that was never the case. They would scrape, clean, and polish while reminding you all the time how to brush your teeth. This visit was not as bad. The only time it hurt was when he injected something into my gums. Then it seemed like my mood changed. I was floating on a cloud and giddy. I think the dentist could have pulled all my teeth out if he wanted, and I would just smile at him. When I left the dentist, I felt like I was floating around and seeing rainbows everywhere.

Even at assembly, I was in a great mood when Madam Criben was telling us what we should think. She was defending why we got puberty blockers. "You have all discovered that you are sissies," she said. "If your boy hormones have permission to decide, your bodies will be more masculine and more ugly. You may not be old enough to understand this. Once in a while, it is important to trust your superiors and realise that we know what is best for you. Your parents trust us here at the institute, which is why they sent you here. Do not believe what the haters or the media tell you. They say that puberty blockers are dangerous. There is no evidence for this. Trust us." I was in a giddy mood after the dentist, and I didn't realise that I shouted out that there was no evidence that it wouldn't harm us either. I realised that I said this when Madam Criben was glaring at me.

The effect of whatever the dentist wore off caused me to have pains in my teeth. Madam Criben just gave me aspirin. I hate pain, and it meant that I felt depressed and grumpy. I could not even concentrate when Julian was tutoring me. He noticed this and suggested we go to an art exhibition. So we went to town on a field trip. Of course, the media heard about this, so they were there, taking one photo after another. They also asked dumb questions like: do I like the dress I was wearing?, was I wearing a diaper?, do I use pacifiers?, and do I consider myself a girl now? I didn't answer, but I put on my royal smile. I did like the art gallery. Most of the paintings were lovely. I liked the landscape paintings. To be honest, I did not like the abstract pictures. They reminded me of the ones I did at school. There was one white picture with a black dot in the middle. I had to roll my eyes at that. Still, despite the media and abstract art, I loved the art exhibition.