Canned Lasagna (Patreon)

Merrill opened the can of lasagna and poured it into a saucepan.  He turned on the flame and started to stir.  His daughter, Jamie entered the kitchen.  he was warming it up for her.

"Hey Kiddo," Merrill called out, "I have to talk to you."

"About what?"

"I've had enough.  I'm going to leave your mother.  I'm going to tell her tonight."

Jamie knew there was trouble in her parent's marriage.  She couldn't blame her father for getting out.  "Are you going to take me with you?"

"I can't I just can't."

"What?  You are going to leave me here with mom?  That is crazy."

"There is nothing I can do.  You can't go with me and I'll never get custody."

"You have to try."

"It's useless."

"Dad I have to show you something.  Turn off the flame and come with me."

"Is it serious?"

"Yes, very serious."

Merrill followed his daughter to her room.  "What do you have to show me?"

Jamie started to take off her top.  She undid the top buttons and then pulled them over her head.  Merrill was perplexed.  He couldn't imagine Peta his soon-to-be ex-wife beating Jamie.  Merrill didn't see any marks.  When she continued to unfasten her bra, Merrill asked, "What are you doing?"

"I'm getting undressed.  You had better do the same?"

"What?" Merrill asked.  It took only a moment for him to realized that he was pulling his own shirt off over his head.  he didn't know why he was doing that."

"What's happening?"

"You can't go, you just can't go.  Not without me.  If it wasn't for you, you know what Mom would do?  Look what I have to wear.  If you are gone it'll only get worse.  Do you know how many girls wear tights even when they are wearing a skirt or dress?"

"What does this have to do with anything?"  Merrill was kicking off his shoes while Jamie was unzipping her skirt.

Continuing Jamie said "Practically none.  I have to wear them all the time, even when I'm wearing leggings.  No jeans for me.  No regular t-shirts.  They aren't lady-like enough for me.  If you are gone, it'll be dresses all the time.  Leggings will go to."

"I have to stop.  I can't expose myself to..." Merrill was trying to shout, but he couldn't do that either.  He was only in his underwear and socks by now.  Jamie was pulling down her panties, she would be completely naked in a second.  Merrill averted his eyes from his daughter's naked body  It didn't feel right to see her or to have her see him this way.

"There'll be no more soccer.  Nothing like that, just pretty dresses and high heels all the time."

"What do you want me to do about it.  You're a girl, there isn't anything wrong with that.  The courts won't give me custody because you don't like dresses."

"You don't have to do anything anymore.   Just put on my clothes."  Jamie handed Merrill the clothes she had just been wearing.  He didn't want to but he pulled on her lace-trimmed panties first.  He was relieved not to be naked, but wearing panties wasn't what he wanted.

Jamie was big-boned like her mother, whereas Merrill had a more slender build.  Thus he could put on his daughter's apparel without stretching it too much.

Merrill had to sit down to pull on the tights and then stand up again to get into the skirt.  Jamie's bra and top came last, except for her sandals.

Jamie had dressed in her father's clothing.

"Now what?" Merrill asked rhetorically.

"One last thing?"

She took the earrings out of her ears.   They were 3/4 inch diameter hoops.  "You can wear these."

"I can't do that my ears aren't..."  He screamed out in pain as he stuck the needle of the earring into his non-pierced ear.  It wasn't loud but it hurt a great deal.

"What is this doing here?"  Peta called out.  Peta, Merrill's wife had arrived home and saw the cold lasagna in the saucepan on the stove.

Jamie who was completely dressed in her father's apparel walked to the kitchen and explained, "I was making dinner for Jamie and we got distracted."

"Is she going to eat it or should I throw it out?" Peta asked.

Merrill didn't leave Jamie's room.  He wanted to get out of her clothing, but he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"I don't know."

"Still want the lasagna?"

Merrill didn't answer.

"Jamie, I asked you a question.  Do you still want the lasagna?'

"I have something to tell you," Jamie told Peta.  "I'm leaving you!"

"You're what?"

"I'm leaving.  I'm going right now.  I hate you.  I never want to see you again!"

Merrill heard what Jamie told Peta.  He came to the scene.  "You can't go.  Not now.  Not with the way things are."

"I have to.  I can't stand it."

"Go, who needs you!" Peta shouted.

"Take me!"

"I can't.  I'm sorry.  I'm really sorry.  But I have no choice."

"What will happen to me?"

"Mom will take care of you."

Peta was in some sense happy.  Merrill hadn't let Jamie become the young lady she was meant to be.  Without him around, she could teach her to be a proper lady.

"But, you have to fix this!"

"I'm sorry.  This is how it has to be."  Jamie explained as she exited the house.

"Let him go," Peta told Merrill.  "We don't need him."

End

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