Schoolboy To Schoolgirl, Not By Choice

Georgette stood still as her mom brushed her hair and fastened three hair clips in place assisted by two bobby pins to fasten her hair back before draping the lace covering over her head and fastening it with a hatpin and two bobby pins. She looked over at the open kitchen and saw her dad, now her mom under the new government, cleaning the breakfast dishes. He, now she, could pass for being a female, but since males were not allowed outside the house, nobody would see him, or her. Georgette knew that the only reason she was allowed out was to have her genetic female sister, or now called brother, escort her to school to learn traditional female things like dressmaking, hand sewing, machine sewing, cooking, cleaning, and other traditional wife and mother skills most modern women knew nothing about. Older women started teaching when the new Gynarchy Government arose and new laws were passed for female supremacy and the removal of all things male or masculine from society and transferred to women and girls. Boys and men were switched to the docile, meek, quiet status of girls who would never be considered mature women.

"Georgette, stop squirming."
"But mom, I mean dad, this is foolish. Susan should be dressed like this. I'm George! Besides this bra itches and the weight of these oversized breasts is hurting my shoulders. The stockings are hot and these garter things are tugging with every move I make! We need to change things back."
Laura rolled her eyes at her now-new daughter.

"Honey, the new government rose and created all of these changes. We should have seen them coming over the long period they were being implemented, one step at a time. Now it's too late. Boys and men are no longer allowed in society unescorted, and if lucky enough to have a guardian willing to let them out of the house to work, the only jobs they can hold are uniformed secretaries, maids, waitresses, dancing girls, carhops and such which girls and women did traditionally."

Laura walked around Georgette and made sure her schoolgirl uniform was without flaws from her Mary Jane shoes to her lingerie, skirts, blouse, jacket, tie, makeup, and personal hygiene.
"Go say bye to your dad, or, now, mom."
Georgette went over and hugged her new mom.
"This is insane. try to have a good day Dad, I mean, Mom."
They both laughed as Georgette went back to her mom and hugged her. None of them were in agreement with this new government hard cor feminists established and enforced.

"I'm ready Mom. I mean Dad."
Laura looked down at her new daughter.
Laura smiled and said, "Be good. Curtsy for all females as I taught you. Do not speak in public or even in the classroom unless asked a question. Do not complain about anything. If you do they may try to put you in a government foster home for total reeducation."
Georgette curtsied and said, "Okay Dad. I love you."

Laura lowered Georgette's pink travel burka over her. Through the pink netting, she saw her new daughter's blue eyes. Her blonde-haired, blue-eyed boy, now forced to live as a girl, had her beauty hidden from the world to be led by her sister, or now, brother, when in public. Georgette put her gloved hand through the opening in her burka and Susan held it.
Unlike Georgette, Susan wore jeans, a flannel shirt, and running shoes, all forbidden to boys and men.
"Come on Georgette. We can't be late."

Susan waved to her mom and dad, or dad and mom, depending on what they were and are now.

Nobody in the family agreed with this new lifestyle imposed upon them by the elite.