This choice: 'Izzy' fills Allison in on the family • Go Back...Chapter #5'Izzy' fills Allison in on the family by: Michelle   The siblings wandered into the kitchen to get a drink of their mother’s famous lemonade. Allison grabbed herself a cup as Ben asked, “Can you get me one too? I’m not tall enough to reach the cabinets anymore.”
Allison nodded and poked fun at her brother’s situation. She poured him lemonade into a plastic cup with a lid and handed it down to his level, “Here you go sweetie.”
Ben took the drink in his hand complaining, “What the hell is this?”
Allison winked, “It’s a sippy cup. I’m assuming that’s why mom put these in the cabinet. They are for you right?”
Ben shook his head, “No. Mom lets me drink out of normal cups you big jerk! I’m around 5 or 6 years old! Those sippy cups aren’t for me!”
Allison apologized, “I already poured it. It would be silly to get another cup dirty.”
Ben was thirsty and groaned, “Fine. But next time give me a normal cup!” He felt silly sucking on such a childish item but was refreshed from the lemonade.
Meanwhile, Allison noticed a high-chair was set up near the dinner table. She saw a box of small plastic forks and spoons designed for a toddler. There was a collection of her old pink bibs hanging up to dry. She curiously asked, “What’s all this stuff doing in here? If the sippy cups aren’t for you then who are they for?”
Ben took another drink before replying with a sassy response, “They are for Sadie.”
Allison was confused, “Who is Sadie?”
Ben replied, “Brandon.”
Allison’s eyes got wide, “Brandon? As in our 12 year old brother Brandon?”
“Yep. But he’s more like 2 or 2 ½ now. Brandon has been Sadie for as long as I’ve been Izzy.” Ben took another swig from the sippy cup finishing the lemonade.
Allison laughed finding out another one of her brothers had been living as a girl for the past week, “OMG. Where is Brand…I mean…where is Sadie?”
“She’s napping.” Ben replied as Allison headed down the hallway. When they got to Brandon’s room it was completely redecorated. Instead of his boy stuff there was a crib and a changing table set up. Allison’s old stuffed animals and toys were sprawled around the room. The walls had a fresh coat of pink paint. She recognized her old mobile with a Disney princess theme hanging from the ceiling. Allison tiptoed inside and glanced in the crib whispering, “OMG! Sadie is adorable! I can’t believe Brandon agreed to become a toddler?!!”
Ben whispered, “Shhh! Mom is going to be pissed if you wake up Sadie early! She’s supposed to nap for another hour!”
They tiptoed out of the room and back into the kitchen so they talk with their normal voices. Allison laughed, “Okay. Tell me what’s going on around here! Since when do my brothers volunteer to become girls?”
Ben explained, “You know how mom can go overboard and stretch-out holidays that honor her. Mother’s day always lasts a for weeks. Her birthDAY seems to turn into a birthMONTH every year. Without you at home to help us remember all these important dates, us boys were desperate to come up with a gift. It wasn’t until the morning of her birthday that we realized we forgot to get her anything. We all decided it would be a perfect birthday present for Mom to let her use the magic medallion and transform us into whoever she wanted. It was basically a last-minute gift idea that we threw together. Even Dad totally forgot about her birthday. We nearly blew it until we came up with the idea.”
Allison seemed disappointed, “I emailed ALL of you to remind you about mom’s birthday! I can’t believe you didn’t get her anything! You boys can be so irresponsible sometimes!”
Ben defended, “Chill out sis. Our gift turned out to be a huge hit! She’s been in a great mood all week. She’s been loving being able to choose our transformations. Even without your help we ended up giving her a perfect gift!”
Allison was relieved the males of her family didn’t ruin their mother’s birthday. She was pleased they manage to pull together a last-minute birthday present idea. Something caught the corner of her eye as she shrieked. A black cat came in the room and rubbed up against Allison’s legs. She recognized the cat immediately as an exact copy of their old pet. Knowing Miss Frizzles died a few years ago, she knew somebody used the magic medallion to transform into her. Allison reached down to scratch the cat’s belly, “Who are you?” Miss Frizzles purred and let out a meow. Allison smirked, ‘Oh yea. You can’t talk because you’re a cat.”
Ben replied, “That’s Treavor. Mom’s been transforming him into different pets we’ve had over the years. He’s been Miss Frizzles for the past few days because he’s supposed to take care of our mouse problem in the shed. Before that he was a puppy version of our old dog Daisy. He was that gerbil we used to have one day. He even spent an afternoon swimming around in the aquarium as a goldfish. He was our horse Dixie for 12 hours so mom could ride him through the trails. Most of the time Mom turns him back into an adult version of Daisy for the evenings. She likes having a guard dog around given Dad doesn’t have his normal body to protect us.”
Treavor waved a cat-paw from his Miss Frizzles body. He let out a meow as if to say hello to his sister that was gone for so long. Allison waved back asking, “Did mom let you keep your ability to understand English?”
Treavor nodded his cat head and let out a purr. Ben explained, “The first day she didn’t. At the time Treavor was transformed into Daisy. Mom got frustrated because he acted too much like a real puppy and kept peeing all over the carpet. He even chewed on our furniture. Ever since then she’s given him the ability to understand us in whatever pet form he’s in. It’s been easier to communicate with him and he doesn’t slip into full pet mode.”
Allison asked, “Hold on. You said Dad isn’t himself either? What did mom decide to turn him into?” She rustled Izzy’s hair with a smirk, “Do I have another adorable little sister around here?”
Ben replied, “No. Mom decided to use Dad as her wardrobe. She’s been wearing him in tons of different forms over the past week. She’s been able to test out tons of outfits before buying them to see if she likes them. At night she turns him into a nightgown or some sort of lingerie to sleep in.”
Allison smirked, “That’s so sweet. I love it when Dad turns into clothing. He’d always turn himself into an extravagant $1000 dollar dress so I could wear him to prom. The other girls were always so jealous of my expensive gowns!”
Ben pointed out, “You know he only did that so he could keep tabs on you. He’s always worried about what kind of guys you hang out with. I’ve been an article of clothing before too. With the power of the magic medallion you can choose to keep…or ditch as many of your senses as you want. He was listening and seeing everything you did on prom.”
Allison nodded, “I know that NOW. That information would have been nice to know the FIRST time he became a dress and I wore him my freshman year to prom. One of you could have mentioned that it was possible to retain your senses! I just thought when you transformed into clothing you entered a comatose state of mind. When Dad ended up on the floor of my date’s bedroom he could see and hear everything we did that night. He grounded me for a month afterwards!”
Ben laughed, “Yet you still wore him every year after that? You even wore him to homecoming dances and lots of other fancy events.”
Allison grinned, “I couldn’t resist the offer to always wear such an elegant and spendy gown! Plus, I got smarter after that. I always made sure to zip him into a clothing bag and hang him in a dark closet far away from where I was sleeping so he didn’t hear or see anything I did with my dates. He just assumed I went to bed and was being nice hanging him up properly for the night. Speaking of Daddy…what is he right now?”
Ben guessed, “I’m not exactly sure. Mom took us girls on a walk to the park this morning and wore comfortable work-out clothes while pushing Sadie in the stroller.”
Allison interrupted, “Wow? You walked all the way to the park with those tiny legs? Its over a mile away?”
“…I rode your old Barbie bike with the training wheels…” Ben continued, “…For all I know, Dad could be her sports bra…or her tennis shoes…or maybe even her panties…or possibly her t-shirt…I haven’t been keeping up on his current form every time he transforms…he could even be her yoga pants…”
Allison claimed, “That’s definitely it! Dad can transform into the most amazing pair of yoga pants! I don’t know how he does it…but he always makes my ass look fantastic! And the materiel he becomes is always so comfortable. I’ve been looking forward to asking him to become a pair of yoga pants again so I can lounge around the house or wear him to the gym! I always get compliments when I have him on!”   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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