We should get going. She liked being able to reach the top shelf a lot.
Shi scratches hir face, frowning as hir hand runs across the still too human contours of hir jaw. Shi looks at hir hands and rubs them, sore. Everything was coming up fine, according to hir doctors. Things proceeding slightly quickly, not outside the error bars of the average range though. Hir ears were pointed, longer.…
“So,” My dad says, “you’re really sure you want to go through with this? I understand that it has effects that are irreversible past a certain point” His eyes are full of concern. It is misplaced concern, I think, but I can tell he is trying to be as kind to my ambitions as he…