Abrupt Change (Gender Change Syndrome)

Epilogue

Author’s note:- In this society, set in the future, the number of men is rapidly dropping because GCS (Gender Change Syndrome) is quickly changing most males into females, and social norms are changing. Men’s fashion is also changing, and it’s normal to see a man wearing stockings, tights, high heels, skirts, and even having their fingernails painted and their makeup done. Many men are enjoying the newly available options for them. They don’t view themselves as crossdressers. However, politically, women are now in the majority, and the National Feminist Coalition is slowly increasing its power and may soon form the next government.

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The cold winter had gone, and the warm weather occasionally rolled in with a nice breeze. Heather woke up stretching her arms. She kissed Jeff on his lips as he started to wake up. He looked up at her with a smile as he sat up. Their relationship had gotten even stronger in a way they never thought could happen, and both were happy.

Heather reached with her hands under the covers, getting inside Jeff’s boxers, squeezing his morning wood, and making him moan.

“You don’t have to tease me every morning.” Jeff chuckled, getting up and kissing Heather.

Heather shrugged with a smirk. “Couldn’t help it. You are way too sexy to be left alone,” Heather replied, making Jeff chuckle even more. “Why don’t you shower? I will make breakfast and wake the kids up.” Heather suggested.

“No honey, why don’t YOU rest up? I will make breakfast and wake up the kids,” Jeff said, helping Heather lie on the bed again. He would do everything in the house while she rested in bed. He was only allowing her to do less and less activity now that she was pregnant.

“But who will make breakfast?” Heather asked in an amused tone. 

“I will do it. I had the best teacher after all,” Jeff said, chuckling, joined by Heather. “She’s your student, after all.” Jeff was referring to Erinna since Heather was tired most of the time. He tried to make dinner once and almost burned down the kitchen. He ended up being kicked out of the kitchen by Erinna as she made them dinner. Erinna ended up teaching him how to cook. It was surprisingly fun.

Jeff left the bed, putting one of his sweatpants over his stay-up stockings and silky boxers. Since Heather had suggested he try them on for a while to help Leslie, he had been wearing stockings, tights, pantyhose, nightshirts, and slips. These days it was customary to see men wearing stockings.
 
His legs touching Heather while both of them were wearing nylons felt great. He didn’t feel nervous about wearing these items under his clothes anymore. With George wearing more than that and Alex into skirts and dresses, he didn’t see what would be wrong. And Erinna definitely didn’t mind.

After putting on a white T-shirt, Jeff walked downstairs to make breakfast. Heather and he are now playing a game with the Feminist Party. With their hate speech rising against men since they are becoming a minority, Jeff pretends to be a domesticated, feminized submissive husband, and Heather is the dominant, strong wife. They aim to get inside the feminist party and ruin them from the inside.

He didn’t mind changing his image; he would do it if he could make the world safe for his son and every other boy. He also couldn’t allow these radical feminists to ruin his daughter’s mind. Once Jeff finished breakfast, he brought it to their room for Heather. Heather had just left the bathroom and walked out in her bathrobe. She walked with a bit of difficulty toward the bed.

“It’s been a long time since I was pregnant,” Heather complained.
 
“Well, it’s also your first time being pregnant with twins,” Jeff exclaimed, putting the breakfast tray in front of her. He reached and kissed her on the lips. “After school, I will drive you and the kids to Martin’s farm. I need you to stay with him today, just today,” Jeff explained desperately.

Heather frowned a bit and didn’t like leaving her husband alone tonight. “Will you be ok alone?” Heather asked seriously.

“Don’t worry. I won’t be alone. Lucas, Liam, Charlie, and Erwin will be with me tonight. The whole house will be a battlefield before the FBI, or the police arrive.” Jeff was desperate. He needed to get the kids and Heather out of here and to Martin’s farm. Jeff could trust Martin with his wife and kids. An informant told him that the drug gang responsible for Robert’s death would attack his home with everything they had tonight, and Jeff would defend and protect his family.

Heather frowned before letting out a sigh. She can tell that Jeff only wanted them to be safe. If they are safe, he won’t have to worry about them. “Ok, but please be safe, all of you,” Heather begged, making Jeff smile and kiss her again.

Jeff started waking the kids, beginning with Erinna, Alex, and George.

Erinna walked out of the shower in her panties and bra. She had picked up one of her new bras since her old ones were already too small. Erinna made sure pads and tampons were in her bag. She brushed her hair that had passed her shoulder by a couple of inches. Erinna then picked up her summer uniform. It was a mid-tight navy-blue short sleeve dress with a white neckline. She fastened a short necktie around the collar. Erinna then pulled a pair of white tights over her legs and put on her shoes.
 
She didn’t like wearing tights in the summer, but it was part of the school uniform. She was the student council president, so she, of all the people, couldn’t break the rules.

Erinna applied a light coat of lipstick since it was as far as makeup goes for her. Neither her mom nor the school would allow anything more.
Erinna smiled, checking herself in the mirror, and pinned the student council badge on her dress. Erinna then walked out of the room, heading downstairs.

She saw that Alex was already downstairs. He wore the school’s skirt, short-sleeved blouse, neckties, white tights, and black Maryjane shoes with low heels. He was chatting on the phone, so Erinna decided to tease him a bit. “Morning Alex, are you talking to Alyssa?” Erinna asked, making Alex jump from his chair in surprise.

“R-Rin, m-morning,” Alex stuttered, his face turning red. He was chatting with Alyssa; she used to be his best friend, Andrei, but after becoming a girl because of GCS, Alex was captivated by her beauty. “W-what makes you think it’s Alyssa?” Alex said, trying to regain his confidence.

Alex’s reply made Erinna giggle and take her seat. “Just tell her I said hi,” Erinna replied, smiling at Alex’s obvious embarrassment.

After drying his hair, George walked out of the bathroom and back into his room. He had let his hair grow upon Nancy’s request, she usually asked him to put it in a masculine style, so it was a pain taking care of his hair which was now shoulder-length. His hair always grew faster than average. That includes his body and, recently, his beard. Jeff just watched him shaving his beard for the first time with a silly smile.
It was annoying that he had to shave his beard daily and his body hair every one or two weeks or something. Now that he was modeling, he needed to keep his beard shaved.

With a sigh, he just walked to his closet and picked up his uniform. He then picked up a pair of boxers and a pair of stockings with a garter belt and skillfully pulled the stockings up his legs and connected them to the garter belt.  He then pulled a black silky slip over his body and put on his short-sleeved shirt, necktie, and slacks.

He skillfully applied lipstick since he was required to wear makeup when snapping pictures. George looked into the mirror and tried to convince himself, saying, “This is worth the money I am getting paid to do this.”

He put on his Maryjane shoes and walked downstairs to have breakfast.

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Jeff sat down on the edge of the bed and put his feet in low heels and black pumps, buckling the ankle straps. Low-heel pumps were bound to stand out, but he wanted to ensure they drew the proper attention. He then turned to Heather. “Are you sure I shouldn’t wear high heels instead to deceive them?” Jeff inquired.

“Yes, you should wear high heels, but not now. You can start wearing them in a month or so,” Heather explained. She hated using Jeff for this plan, but they must do this if she wanted to keep her sons safe and her daughter away from their hate speech. We don’t want them to suspect anything.

“Alright then, as long as it works and we fool them, it’s fine. As a father, he needed to see this through. I am ready for anything to reach our goal, even if you have to lock me for real,” Jeff said confidently. He was determined to see this through; even if humiliated, he would always recover.

With this, Jeff stood up, took the golden choker with a fake lock, and fastened it around his neck. He then applied some light makeup before walking downstairs. Everyone had accepted this new image of Jeff, and no one dared to talk about him behind his back. The kids already went to school with the Collins, so he headed to work.

At school, Erinna walked to her second class for the day, Home Economics. Both boys and girls took the course. Since the school values the students’ independence, they aim to make them capable of doing everything. The school also teaches survival skills and many other valuable skills. Home Economics was one of Erinna’s favorite classes, and the teacher loved her and loved her food.

Erinna sat between Oliver and Maria. On the other side of Maria was Dakota. Both he and Oliver silently agreed not to let anyone take Maria and Erinna from them. They knew it wouldn’t be easy, but they were ready to fight for them.

“Alright, kids, I have the results of your homework here,” the teacher said, showing her tablet. “I will be sending the results to you in a second.” The teacher touched the screen briefly, and you could hear every tablet in the classroom chiming.

Erinna beamed widely, seeing her mark turning to an A+. She had made some real effort in the last project. Meanwhile, Maria pouted at her D+ grade.

“Miss Norman, how will you eat when you leave your parent’s home?” The teacher asked. She can tell that Maria is good at cooking. She just never applied herself.

“I can always move in with Rin, ma’am,” Maria joked, making the whole class laugh and the teacher shake her head.
 
“Just try to make some fried eggs,” the teacher said, and Maria shrugged.

The door knocked and opened as a teacher stuck her head inside. “Ms. Willmar, we would like to borrow Miss Houston for a short time due to student council duty,” the other teacher explained.

Ms. Willmar shook her head and sighed. “My best student,” she mumbled before looking at Erinna. “You can go, Miss Houston.”
Erinna left the classroom, walking after the teacher. The teacher then brought Erinna to the auditorium. She was led to a seat at the front as the principal spoke into the microphone. Erinna immediately understood that the principal welcomed the new parents who would bring their children to this school.
 
What she didn’t understand, however, was why she was there. Her confusion only lasted until the principal finished talking. “Thank you all for listening to me so far. Now I would like you to welcome a magnificent young lady. She’s one of the school’s highest achieving, if not the most achieving, students we have. Miss Erinna Clover Houston, please come up to the stage to give a speech.”

Erinna was shocked. She didn’t even know why she was there. No one had told her she had to give a speech. So, with a gulp, Erinna stood up and walked to the stage.

“Good morning. I am happy to welcome you to Talented Youth Academy. I am just a fifth-grade student, not even a sixth grade. You don’t see many fifth-grade students standing up and giving a speech, but this school is different. Chances are equal no matter how old or who you are…..” Once Erinna finished her speech, the auditorium fell silent for a second before the clapping filled the hall.

Mrs. Mackenzie took this chance to walk beside Erinna on the stage with a wide smile. “Miss Houston is ahead of her peers,” Mrs. Mackenzie explained to the astonished crowd. “Good girl, I know you wouldn’t fail me,” Mrs. Mackenzie whispered as Erinna beamed at her. 
“Can you give them a tour around the school for me?” Mrs. Mackenzie requested, and Erinna nodded. Mrs. Mackenzie then turned to the crowd. “If you have any questions, you can ask them, and then Miss Houston will show you around the school."

After asking Erinna many questions, the crowd followed Erinna around the school. She could hear some whispering among themselves, although she could make a bit of what they were saying. 

“I heard she’s a GCS girl. Did you know that?” one of the ladies whispered. “No wonder, she’s so smart and pretty. I also heard that she’s Heather Houston’s daughter,” another one whispered.
Most of the crowd were women, and many of them were couples. It was not surprising, though, from her GCS education courses, Erinna knew that most of the GCS adults stay with their partners even if they were not attracted to the same sex in general.
 
From the crowd, two ladies caught Erinna’s attention the most. Both looked very beautiful, with one of them having green eyes and blonde hair and the other having blue eyes and brown hair. They both had hourglass figures accented by their beautiful dresses. Both wore long-sleeved, ankle-length dresses with matching satin gloves. Both wore high-heeled pumps with ankle straps that disappeared under their clothing. Both ladies looked fashionable but modest, but what confused Erinna was that these clothes were not the best for summer.
The badges they wore read Lisa MacAllister and Sam MacAllister. Their style of clothes made Erinna curious, but she didn’t want to prey on someone else’s matters.

George sat down in his programming class, and it was boring. He knew almost everything the teacher was saying. He could probably take the final exam now since he was always ahead of the teacher by at least two steps.

George couldn’t wait for the class to be over. A knock on the door sounded, and once the teacher opened it, Erinna walked in, explaining that she was showing a crowd of visiting parents around the school.

When Erinna saw George, she smiled at him and waved as she walked into the classroom. She explained to the crowd behind her that this was where they taught advanced programming and computer-related classes. The computers in this classroom were had the newest and latest technology. Erinna gave another wave to George as she led the group out of the room.

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George walked out of the school’s gate with both Erinna and Alex. They saw Jeff sitting in his car waiting for him. They just walked to the car and got in. “Kids, once we get home, I want you to change and pack some clothes for one day because you will be staying with Uncle Martin today,” Jeff announced.

They all liked Martin. He was a nice guy, and he was both funny and kind to the kids. So, they didn’t mind visiting or even staying. They were, however, confused with how sudden this was. The kids looked at him in confusion.

“Dad, is something wrong?” George asked in confusion. It was not usual for them to suddenly leave the house and stay at someone’s home.

“I can’t explain right now. I will explain everything later,” Jeff pleaded. He didn’t want to lie to the kids simultaneously; he couldn’t tell them why they had to do that.

George felt a sense of danger sitting in the passenger seat beside his dad. His dad wasn’t acting all calm and collected like he always did. So, George was alarmed.

Once everyone was home, they quickly showered and went to get dressed. They packed an overnight bag and came downstairs when they were all dressed.

Uncle Martin was already sitting with Heather and Jeff downstairs when the kids went downstairs. “Kids, it’s nice seeing you again,” as Martin hugged them. When it was Erinna’s turn, Martin smiled at her. “Have you gotten taller, little one?” He joked, making Erinna smile at him.

“Alright, kids, Martin has the car parked outside, so go put your bags in the trunk,” Jeff instructed and watched the kids do as he said, taking Rex with them. Heather shared a kiss with him before leaving after the kids.

“Jeff, I don’t want you to take any risks while taking revenge for your brother. Losing one is enough. Stay safe, brother,” Martin spoke seriously before shaking Jeff’s hand.

“Don’t worry, just take care of Heather and the kids,” Jeff replied.
“I will protect them with my life,” Martin said before leaving the house.

It was around 9 p.m. Jeff and everyone stood inside the house with their weapons ready. His brother, Heather’s two brothers, and Erwin were there. “Erwin, I can’t say how much I appreciate you being here. Thank you, man,” Jeff said.

“Well, you would have done the same for my family, no need to thank me,” Erwin replied. Erwin offered to keep the kids until the attack ended, but Jeff refused because it was too close to their house. Even Nancy, Brandi, and Oliver stayed at Carol’s sister’s house for the night.

“Alright, two minutes before the police and the FBI arrive. A swat team is on standby. These guys are criminals. They wouldn’t mind pulling the trigger, so don’t hesitate. Pull the trigger first and think later. We need to stay safe for two minutes,” Jeff explained.

Immediately everyone moved to take their positions around the house. Jeff waited for the house’s power to fail before signaling everyone through the earbuds.

It didn’t take long for the shootout to start as the men fired upon the unexpected intruders from their hidden places. The criminals fired back randomly, trying to shoot at whoever was shooting at them. Jeff and everyone were not shooting to kill but shooting without hesitation.

During the shootout, Jeff realized that gang members were trying to sneak into the house through the basement. So, Jeff decided to give them a surprise. He could monitor the home’s cameras through his phone and watched as they broke a basement window.

Jeff got in the basement before the guys could get in. The moment they entered the basement, Jeff turned on the lights making the guys groan, trying to remove their night vision goggles, blinding them from the bright lights. Without hesitation, Jeff opened fire, wounding all the men. One of the thugs was able to fire back at Jeff, injuring his left arm.
Another thug had a picture that fell out of his hand when injured. When Jeff went to take a closer look, his blood boiled. He forgot about his injured arm as he pulled the man’s head by the hair. “Why the hell do you have a picture of my daughter?” Jeff asked furiously.

The man was so shocked that he couldn’t answer. He didn’t expect to see a monster raging in front of him. This home was supposed to be an easy target.

“I asked you a fucking question. Why do you have my daughter’s picture?” Jeff asked once more, smashing the guy’s head to the ground. That’s when Agent Wyatt (From Brandi’s CPS visit scene) walked into the basement, pulling Jeff off the thug.

“Jeff, calm down. You’re injured,” Wyatt said, trying his best to pull Jeff away. He had led the FBI into the house after they captured the wounded gang members outside the home. The rest of the thugs had all surrendered to the FBI and Police.

“What the hell happened here?” another agent inquired as he examined the thug with broken teeth and ribs, black eyes, and a bloody nose.

“He must have tripped and hit the floor hard or something. Remember, they killed our colleague,” Wyatt explained as the agent looked at him in agreement.

“Would it be ok if he hit his head one more time? Robert was my friend,” the gent joked as he used zip ties to bound the men’s hands behind their backs.

Eventually, Wyatt calmed Jeff down and brought him to an ambulance to treat his wounds.

At Martin’s farm, the kids changed into sleeping clothes and went to bed. Erinna went to sleep with Heather while Alex and George slept in the same room. Rex refused to enter any of the rooms and slept outside both rooms being alert to the unfamiliar environment.

The following day, everyone woke up and had a light breakfast. Instead of changing into their uniforms, Heather asked the kids to change into casual clothes. They were all worried about Jeff since Heather had explained the situation yesterday.

“So, I talked with Charley and have some good and bad news,” Martin explained. Martin announced as everyone looked at him with concern. “The bad news is that Jeff is injured….” Martin explained. He could hear the gasp of both Erinna and Heather. George tightened his fist in anger. “Calm down and hear the good news. Jeff’s injury is not serious; he only needs rest and recovery. I think you will have to bring him here. However, your house is a real mess,” Martin explained.
Martin drove the Houstons to the hospital a while later to see Jeff. When they arrived at the room, Erinna ran to hug her dad, relieved now that she saw he was okay.

Jeff left the hospital for his parent’s home with the kids and Heather the next day. Since Jeff’s arm was still injured, Howard drove them to his home. They had to stay there until their house could be repaired. After all, their house was a mess with broken windows and bullet holes everywhere.

When they arrived at his father’s home, Jeff tried to walk into the kitchen to make lunch, but Erinna stopped him. “Daddy, where are you going?” Erinna inquired, blocking Jeff’s way with her hands on her hips. She looked just like her mom.

“I will just make a quick lunch, princess. Your mommy can’t move a lot,” Jeff said with a smile. He couldn’t help but think Erinna looked cute in such a pose.

“No, you won’t,” Erinna said, holding Jeff’s hand and dragging him to the backyard, where Heather sat down, relaxing and drinking some tea Erinna had made for her. She smiled when she saw Erinna pulling Jeff back. “The doctor said you need to rest and not move your arm for a couple of days unless you need to,” Erinna reminded Jeff before walking back into the house.

Heather immediately chuckled when Erinna left. “I told you she won’t let you do anything around the house,” Heather explained as Jeff smiled, shaking his head.

“I will do whatever my Princess tells me to do,” Jeff joked, chuckling.

Jeff walked into his agency a week later, getting a warm welcome from mostly women employees. He walked into his office before sitting behind his desk. Jeff kicked off his low-heeled shoes and rubbed his aching feet. He wondered how Heather managed to stand in heels all this time. He would never wear shoes like this if they didn’t need to keep an appearance.

Starting his computer, Jeff immediately got to work until he heard a knock on the door. “Come in,” Jeff said.

His assistant walked into the office. “Mr. Houston, you have a guest, he didn’t say who he was, but he said you would know. Also, he seems to have a bodyguard with him,” she explained.

Jeff immediately smirked. The fish had taken the bait. “Let them in. Also, don’t bother making them anything. They won’t be staying for long,” Jeff explained, and the assistant nodded.

She walked out of the office, and almost immediately, two dangerous-looking men entered the office before closing the door behind them. One of them was a bit short. He wore an Italian suit with the shirt left open to show a golden necklace around his neck. The other was a couple of inches shorter than Jeff and had a muscular body. Jeff knew who they were, and only he knew their real identity. “Have a seat, please,” Jeff said, pointing to the two seats in front of his desk. The two men sat down in silence.

Jeff put on his shoes before walking to the closet in his office. He took out a bottle of wine and three glasses and poured one for himself and two for the men. “So, shall we get straight to the business?”

“Sure thing, nice shoes, by the way, they look good with those black nylons. Are they stockings, perhaps? Also, I must say your makeup looks great, too. I don’t know why you are still wearing pants, though,” the short man mocked, sipping the wine.

Jeff stayed calm with a smirk as he watched the two men drink the wine. He took a sip from his glass to not raise suspicion. “I may not look like it, but I am more dangerous than you may think,” Jeff exclaimed, looking at the tall guy with an evil grin.

“You see Mr. Lopez or, let us say, Mr. Clark….” Jeff said, observing the look of horror on both men’s faces. “Nothing is safe these days, not a phone, computer, or anything. Someone like me, for example, can easily hack into most electronic devices, especially if they use the GH security system. While very safe and helps you immensely, it has one flaw. Do you know what GH stands for? Let me make it easy. It’s my son’s name, George Houston. The only flaw is that I created it and can crack it with my eyes shut.”

The two men were left speechless, not knowing what to say. This security system was expensive, but it worked way better than they expected. It also helped keep the FBI from cracking their devices. To think that the man sitting in front of them was the one who made this system gave them pause.

“Now, Mr. Clark, I think your story is fascinating, a little boy raised by the Mexican cartels after they escaped Mexico only for him to bring the cartels’ glory once more. What bothers me is why did your men have my daughter’s picture with them?” Jeff asked, his smirk disappearing as he glared at both men.

“There’s no use denying it,” the tall man said, shrugging. “Your daughter is smart. I told my men to kidnap her and bring her safely. Then I would ambush and then kill them all and pretend to save her. I would raise her as my daughter, a future leader of the organization. From how you’re dressing, I am sure you know that the world is now for women to control, so why not pick a woman to lead my empire?” he added as his head spun.

Jeff smirked, seeing that both men were getting drowsy. The glasses were drugged but not the wine. That way, he could drink before them without raising any suspicion.

“You see, Jacob Clark, you killed my brother, tried to kill my family, and attempted to kidnap my daughter, my angel. It’s only fair I take something from you, the FBI couldn’t get you, but I can. Thanks to Robert’s encrypted messages, you and your moles in the police and the FBI are going to jail for a long time, so enjoy your stay.”

Just then, a dozen FBI agents burst into Jeff’s office arresting the two drugged men, making Jeff fall back into his chair with a relaxing smile. No, one ever messes with his family.

                 ••• End of Book 1 •••