The Curse of Cute (Patreon)

Cuteness can be a curse, especially if you're a young man. Beware! 😀

P.S. The poll was so close that I'll make a caption from "The Bride" as well! 🙂

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Austin stood, topless, in the doorway to his dad’s bedroom. “Dad?”

Austin’s dad looked up, then slammed his eyes closed. “Dammit! Austin put on a shirt. You know I don’t like seeing your... chest. You’d better get dressed. Your train leaves in an hour.”

“In a minute. Can we talk?”

“I can’t hardly believe my only, um, daughter is headed off to college. Sure, a little late at twenty, but I never even went, so who am I to judge?”

“Dad, I have to tell you something. I...I forgive you.”

“For what?”

“For lying. For telling everyone I was trans. For turning me into...this...after mom died last year. I was so angry for the longest time, but now, well, I’m not. It’s strange.”

Austin’s dad put down his newspaper. “Finally come to see my reasons, have you? Your mother was beautiful beyond words. And she always said you were-”

“-too cute to be a boy. Yeah, I remember. People always said how much I looked like her. I used to hate that. I wanted to look like you! But I’m just too skinny and, yeah, cute.”

“Just think how the bullies treated you in school,” Austin’s dad said, frowning. “You think that’ll change in the real world? No, sir. You never would’ve made it as a man. At least, not the kind of man we both wish you could be.”

Austin shook his head. “I understand that now. And this way, the world gets to see mom’s beauty, even if she’s gone. I saw a picture of her the other day from when she graduated. I...I really do look just like her.”

Austin’s dad smiled, though the expression looked strange. “Are you packed?”

“Yes.”

“Even your special tapes? Remember, you need to listen to them twice a day, or your, um, anxiety attacks will come back.”

Austin nodded. “And the estrogen pills. Will they keep me looking cute?”

“They will. Why, I bet in no time you’ll be in a sorority and beating the boys away with a stick, just like your mom. Hell, you even have her smile.”

“Except I have a dick and she didn’t.”

Austin’s dad laughed. “From what I hear, in the liberal portions of the country like where you’re headed, that’s actually an advantage. Lots of boys there like dick.” He gave Austin a long look, then nodded as if deciding something. “No, this is for the best. Better to have a gorgeous daughter than a girly son.”