Amirah's Adventures

[justmedk]

Amirah was waking up on a Saturday morning, looking forward to lounging around all day....reading....snapping with her friends. She felt she had earned it. It had been a wild couple of weeks. First, the procedures at the health clinic last month, after having gotten final approval from her pediatrician for the transition procedures.

Thank God for modern medicine!, she thought to herself, realizing that only a decade or so earlier, she'd have not only faced intense scrutinization and suspicion, but even once approved, the necessary treatment would have made it exceptionally difficult to transition, with intensive treatments with pills of various kinds.

These days, it was as easy as signing a form - daddy signing a form in this case - lying down in a machine and having very tiny syringes - tiny enough that she had only felt the slightest pricking sensation as they had penetrated her skin and injected the genetic therapy regimen. The medical explanation went slightly over her head, but the end result did not: The treatments would ensure that her body would change to fit her gender. She had smiled all the way from the clinic when they'd left.
And while of course she still had a way to go - her voice was still sligihtly deeper than a cis girl's, and she still had a long way to go in terms of many of the "girlier arts", such as walking in heels and - though she wasn't sure she wanted to practice at home because she didn't know what daddy might think - makeup.

Thankfully, Deena had promised to help her learn. She had been friends with Deena even before she had realized she was born in the wrong body. Deena had been the one to point out to her that she was more of a girl than a boy.

Amir hadn't appreciated it at all.....but out of that dissatisfaction had come Amirah.

The time after the procedure had gone with trying to adjust. And over the past month her body had reacted more and more to the treatments. So much so that she had finally taken the ultimate step as a girl: She borrowed a hijab from one of her cousins and practicsed putting it on right. Not that she was extremely religious at all. She wasn't. And neither was Daddy, to the best of her knowledge. But....that wss a very, very powerful symbol of femininity in her mind, and it felt as if she'd crossed a threshold.

Coming to school the next day had been a bit of a stressful experience....for the first half hour. Then her girlfriends had commented on how amazing she looked....and she'd noticed that the boys had looked at her differently, though not in a negative way.
She was finally truly "one of the girls".

She got up out of bed and showered, then got dressed in a knee-length skirt and a white blouse before she started making breakfast for them. That was the least she could do, she felt!

[Fenrir13]

Hamid woke up a bit later than his daughter, though not by much. He was still used to his job requiring him to get up early so he never could really relax on saturday mornings even if he tried. Oh well, it mattered little as he didn´t feel tired and could spent his time with Amirah. He was pleasantly suprised when he discovered her making breakfast. Hopefully she didn´t think it was her duty to feed them as she was now "the woman of the house" so to speak. He chuckled a little at the silly thought, no, he definately felt like that was still his job. Alltough it had been cute when she tried to learn cooking, even before transitioning enjoying these things which one might have expected of one from the female gender in days past. Hamid came closer and gently ruffled his daughters hair a bit as she was working. "Morning, darling.", he said and let out a satisfied, laid back yawn. "What are you making for us?", he asked, looking at her work curiously. She wasn´t yet wearing her Hijab, something that had been a little more unexpected than her wanting an operation, but something he still allowed, as she seemed to be so happy with it. She felt that it made her feminine and also it was something from their culture, in a way it made him proud to see her like that, and people were more accepting of it these days, as it had become fashion not just a sign of religiosity.

[justmedk]

Amirah had been so preoccupied with cooking that she gave a little shriek of surprise, but quickly smiled back up at him. She'd never been very tall, so she'd almost felt...well...little in a sense.

"Morning daddy", she smiled and straightened her hair again. "I thought I'd try to make pancakes like you do. I'm not sure how good they are, though", she said self-deprecatingly. "But hey...practise, right? Can I go out with Deena and the girls later, btw?", she asked casually. She'd been meaning to try to be more social. She was smart enough to know she was a bit socially awkward, but not quite smart enough to know how not to be. But Deena was helping her, and she embraced that wholeheartedly.
When she'd gotten back from the shower, before she got dressed, she'd noticed her phone having a message from Deena, asking if she wanted to join her and the other in their little group of girls in going to the mall. She'd already accepted, but just thought she'd mention it to Daddy as well.


She didn't think there'd be a need for puppy dog eyes with this one. She'd learned from her cousin Layla that those were best saved, to be used sparingly, because if used too often, they lost their effectiveness. And got you into trouble. So she didn't utilize them this time.


"What are you doing today, daddy?", she asked sweetly to try to get him distracted enough to just say yes to her previous question.

[Fenrir13]

Hamid chuckled slightly as Amirah let out a little shriek of suprise, it was quite cute. She was such a timid little thing. It made his heart melt. "No need to criticize yourself, I am sure they´ll be as good in no time.", he said kindly and smirked when Amirah casually asked if she could go out with her friends. He didn´t know about what she wrote on the phone but he could see no reason why Amirah shouldn´t go out. It was clearly good for her, and Deena seemed like a nice kid. "Sure, just don´t get into any trouble, little lady, okay?", Hamid told her, alltough the last remark was said more in a teasing manner. He didn´t really expect her to get into trouble on a little trip to the mall.
When Amirah asked him what he would do he shrugged slightly thinking. "I´ll probably wash the car and then watch some Netflix, anything to forget work. If you are going to the mall will you be having lunch with me, or with the girls? I don´t mind, just be home for dinner, okay?", Hamid said with a soft smile.

[justmedk]

In a very teenage way, Amirah rolled her eyes a bit at his remark about getting into trouble, but did answer:

"Obviouslyyyy...."


She was happy of the change of subject, and answered his question happily: "We expect to be there a while, so we'll have lunch at the mall", she said, then looked at him cautiously but with a sweet smile.

"Sooo....c....could I borrow some money for lunch as well?", she asked. She didn't exactly use the puppy eyes this time either, but the look she gave him was closer to it than before. She had money, she woiuldn't be going hungry....but if she had more spending money, she would not object at all!


Once she'd finished the pancakes, placed them on the table, and sat down to eat breakfast. She took a deep breath, and then took a bite. They were not, in fact, as good as Daddy's pancakes, but definitely edible, and she didn't beat herself up too badly about them. Indeed, she felt some degree of pride in the achievement.


Once the meal was done, she cleaned up after them, and headed to her room to get ready, which took about ten minutes. She didn't put on makeup, but DID bring her makeup kit in her purse, so she could do it while at the mall. She didn't know how Hamid would take it, she'd heard from some of her cousins that their dads hadn't taken it well, so she'd rather not risk anything.



Once she came down ready to go, she'd put on her hijab, a suitably fashionable one with intricate symmetrical gilded stripes.

"I'll go get the shuttle" she smiled and hugged him.

"See you later, daddy!", she said on her way towards the door, and away. She was both nervous and exited!

[Fenrir13]

Hamid smiled at the slightly sarcastic response, sure, Amirah was just as sweet as always but with thirteen she had entered puberty and he did not mind a bit of teenage sass as long as it wasn´t overdone. "Sure you can borrow some money.", he said and went to look for his purse, collecting quite a generous amount. "How is this?", Hamid asked as they sat down to eat, hoping he wasn´t spoiling her too much, but what was money when it came to his girl?
Amirahs father tried the pancakes and felt quite proud, well, they weren´t as good as his, but she was clearly trying. In no time his plate was empty and he said goodbye to his daughter, wishing her a pleasant day.

[justmedk]

When she got on the public shuttle, she sent a message to Deena that she would be there within about half an hour. Then she sat and leaned back in her seat taking a deep breath. Being out in public was still a bit daunting to her - though of course nowhere near as much as it had been the first few times.

An objective observer would note that absolutely no one took any notice of her apart from moving away from the entrance when she entered, so she could get on. It was her own mind playing tricks on her, she realized. But knowing something intellectually and FEELING it, were two very different thigns.

Amirah spent the time on the shuttle, looking at her phone. The basic concept of phones hadn't changed much in the past 30 years. A point had been reached where a functional limit of what could reasonably be added to the device's increasingly long list of functions, before it became cost-prohibitive. By now, most phones were more or less the same device, the differences between brands coming down to design, branding, and some smaller differences as to desired functions. Some - like Amirah - valued camera performance and storage space. Others valued durability. It had become much less of a hysterical matter than it had been in decades past.
Obviously, ads were still abound. She passed one such billboard as the shuttle pulled into the parking lot of the mall, after all.



When she got to the designated meeting point, she hugged her friends, and they entered the place, all ready for a good long shopping day.



And indeed it was a long one, and time sure flew, because by the time Amirah checked her phone, it was past dinner time, and she had several calls.
She paled a bit. She never liked disappointing Daddy, and she had tacitly promised to be home for dinner.

[OMG I'm sorry, be home as soon as I can] she quickly messaged, and then made her apologies to her friends. Not that those were needed - by the looks on their faces, they were in a similar predicament.


[On the shuttle now ] she sent to Hamid as they got in. The trip was spent trying to talk, but none of the girls were in a very talkative mood. A few of them, Deena included, were downright squirming, but Amirah was intelligent enough to not ask why. Deena had confided in her some time ago that she got spanked, and that had taken Amirah by surprise, because...well, they were 13, after all! Deena was almost 14! Even if such a thing happened to little kids, they surely were much too old? But by the look on Deena's face.....not so.


They parted at Amirah's stop, and she rushed homeward. When she opened the door, she called out:

"I'm home, Daddy. Sorry I'm late!"

[Fenrir13]

Hamid took things slow and had another cup of coffee before going downstairs and washing the car, a nice red Ford with enough space for four people or lots of groceries. After cleaning it to his satisfaction he went to the living room again and dropped on the couch, making himself comfortable before enjoying his favourite show on Netflix until it was time to make lunch. He wasn´t very hungry after the good breakfast he had enjoyed so he just had a salad with some orange juice. Time flew by and he did ocassionally think of his daughter, but was absolutely convinced she would be home in time. Boy was he in for a suprise! As afternoon became evening he started to prepare some curry for him and his daughter. As it was starting to get late his heart sank. Where was Amirah? He tried calling her, wondering if he should pick her up, but was ignored. For the first time he felt anger, even if it was way outweighted by worry. Hopefully nothing had happened! He paced around the room, looking at the clock every few minutes, until he finally got a text. He send a reply without indicating his mood. The curry was cold by now and he hadn´t decided how to deal with Amirah. The thought of giving her a good spanking certainly occured to him, but it was weakened by the desire to just hold her in his arms so everything was okay again.
Hamid took a deep breath when he heard his daughters steps, opening the door for her. "Amirah! Thank god your fine.", he let out his eyes wide and panicky. "Whats...whats that on your face? Come on, wipe it off.", her father said, as the make up stood out in a way and he didn´t like it. While he didn´t have moral objections to it necesseraly, he thought it didn´t suit her, he just didn´t like it, espacially not on a young girl. Thus he had been uncharacteristically blunt with the young teen. As he closed the door he watched his daughter dissapear into the bathroom. "Amirah, my girl, what should I do with you?", he asked out loud, making his worry more than apparent just by the tone of his voice. Alltough he hated it some kind of punishment would be in order, but he didn´t know how to punish his sweet, innocent child. He looked Amirah in the eye, his dissapointment still all too apparent. "Eat.", he told her and pointed at the tasty curry on the table, even though by now it was a bit late and had gotten cold, but he forgot about these details. After a long pause he decided it was time to start the "talk". "Amirah, my sweet, what do your friends parents do when their child disobeys them? I hate the idea to punish you, but you were supposed to be home way earlier and I was sick with worry.", Hamid explained,"Surely Deena or some other girl has talked to you about this at some point?" So much he hoped, trying to be fair here, alltough he still had that wild urge to throw her over his knee and blister her slender little bottom - such a naughty child! But he mustn´t overdo it. No. Amirah was a sensitive child. Hamid had to think this through carefully and rationally.

[justmedk]

Amirah did feel bad about the whole situation, especially because she could see the disappointment in her father's eyes. She averted his eyes as best she could as she headed for the bathroom to wipe her makeup off, which she had completely forgotten she'd put on all the way on the shuttle home.

She didn't answer his rhetorical question about what to do with her. She heard the tone in his voice, and that made her feel even worse. It wasn't anger but exasperation and disappointment she thought she heard, and she felt like she'd let him down somehow. Which, of course, she had. So it was a very meek Amirah who sat down at the table, and started eating the curry. It WAS tasty, but decidedly less so than it would have been while hot. She forced it down anyway, not just because she was hungry, but also because he felt very strongly about it, it seemed, and right now she was willing to do almost anything to get back in Daddy's good graces.


Her head jerked up at the sound of his voice. Of course not in fear, but because she'd more or less been lost in her own thoughts and regrets, and the sound of his voice had brought her back to reality. Though right now she wished it hadn't. She remembered vividly the time Deena had told her about what had happened one night she'd gotten home late.

"I...I don't know...", she said, but her actions gave the lie to her words, as she almost instinctively sat on her hands as if to protect her bottom. "I...I'm really sorry Daddy", she assured him, looking at him, and she didn't even have to act; she WAS truly sorry that she'd worried him...and broken her word to him.


"I...I won't do it again, I promise", she assured him. "It....time just....just got away from us that's all...I...I didn't mean to be late..."

[Fenrir13]

Hamid appreciated the excuse Amirah gave but felt it wasn´t enough. "My sweet, I know you didn´t do it on purpose, but I still think it would be fair if there is a punishment for what you did.", he explained to her calmly. It was cute how her hands closed in on her bottom. They probably had the same idea. "Amirah, I know you are not a little girl anymore, but sometimes teenage girls still get spankings in certain households and it seems right to me that you should get one. Don´t worry, though darling, it won´t be a very hard one and you can get some lotion after we are done, so you won´t have to sleep on your tummy this night. Okay?", he asked, alltough there wasn´t much choice, for both of them, as Hamid felt like he was dutybound to do this to really drive the lesson home.