Abrupt Change (Gender Change Syndrome)

Morning Run

Original Story by Lajien

Edited by Julia Miller

It was precisely eight in the morning when Heather’s alarm went off. The calm classical music was relaxing in the morning. She sat on her bed and stretched her arms before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. In the shower, she couldn’t help but think about today. Deep down, she felt that their life was about to change dramatically. She knew it would affect Ryan the most, but whatever happened, she couldn’t afford to lose her baby. Whatever happens, they will see it through as a family.

Emerging from the shower, Heather saw Jeff was reading something on his phone. “Good morning,” Heather said, walking over to Jeff, both sharing a passionate good morning kiss.

“Good morning, babe,” Jeff replied, breaking the kiss. “I will never tire of kissing you, my love. Are you taking Ryan to see Lynn?” Heather nodded sadly. She dreaded this visit but couldn’t do anything but go through with it. She had to do this.

Sensing her fear, Jeff reached out and squeezed her hand. “Whatever happens, it will be ok. We are a family, and we will go through whatever happens together,” Jeff said, reassuring Heather. He was worried himself. He loved his sons more than anything in the world and would hate to see one of them suffering for any reason. “Anyway, I am going to shower quickly and get ready for the run,” Jeff said, heading toward the bathroom shower.

Heather walked over to George’s room to wake him up. With half his covers tossed off, George was asleep, and most of his stomach was left uncovered. Heather could see a glimpse of his abs; he was indeed highly fit. The hours George spent many hours working out, lifting weights, and punching that bag had brought him to this point.

George, however, didn’t like to show off that much, especially in front of the cheer squad. These girls were ready to chase after him to the ends of the earth. Seeing he didn’t have a steady girlfriend, all the girls thought they had a good chance. They had been begging Heather to give them George’s number, but they never succeeded. Heather shook her head, considering how many girls would drool while seeing this sight.

Leaning down, Heather brushed some of George’s short curly locks from his forehead and kissed him softly. “George, it’s time to wake up,” Heather said, shaking him softly. George didn’t wake up. Instead, he just rolled to the other side of the bed. “If you don’t get up, I will post your cell number in the cheerleading chat group. I have to say they are dying to have it,” Heather said teasingly.

George’s eyes suddenly opened as he immediately sat upright on the bed. “No, mom, anything but that,” pleaded George. He had been trying his best to avoid the cheer squad girls. George couldn’t let his mom share his number with them. If she did, he would never hear the end of it, and he was not into any of those girls since the only girl he wanted was Nancy.

“That’s more like it,” Heather said with a smirk. “Take a shower and get dressed. I am going to wake up Ryan,” Heather instructed before leaving the room with a smile. She couldn’t help but see how much George looked like his father. She felt terrible for Nancy since she knew that Nancy was into her son, and she couldn’t blame her. This same impossibly handsome look made her fall in love with Jeff. 

She just hoped George would gather up his courage and ask Nancy out. She hoped that George would realize that he and Nancy could be a great couple. Heather only hoped that George wouldn’t break the poor girl’s heart. Knowing her son, however, she knew he wouldn’t, but something seemed to be holding him back from asking Nancy out.

Heather always felt grateful for having two magnificent kids that she loved from all her heart. Even though she always wanted to have a girl, she was happy with her sons. On the way to Ryan’s room, she passed a large glass display case made solely for trophies that both Ryan and George earned. Heather and Jeff quickly discovered that the shelves in the boys’ room were not large enough for their awards, so they had a display case made for them.