Chapter 5: The Lesson

"Sigh... I wish i could be like that."

I was standing by the divider fence, keeping the two halves of the school seperate. Watching the girls go about their day, chatting and laughing... So Pretty... Yet here i was, 7 feet tall at fifteen... Built like a truck... Messy blonde hair, a bit too long, hanging in my eyes... And disgustingly MALE. I think i must be broken, wanting to be a girl, And I cant ask my Uncle... Im afraid he'd throw me out, and after mom died, i have nowhere else to go. Uncle Todd is A very large, sports oriented man... Me? Im just large. And ugly...

 "Sigh... I wanna be cute..."

"OH? Didya hear that fellas? We got a Fag-boy on our hands!"

It was Oleg Schwarz and his gang, also known as the football team.

"Whats the matter, Faggot? Gonna Cry? Why don't i give you something to cry About?" I felt his fist in my gut... Then the beating started... Every day for the last month, When Oleg overheard me making my wish... Every single day... I curled up, to protect my face and stomach... 

[Todd Hovarth P.O.V]

I was in a meeting at the gym i own, when the call came in. My nephew had been beaten half to death by some punks at school... I left, Got in my Old Cadillac, and Hurried to the hospital he'd been taken to. I called my lawyer on the way. She'd meet me there.

[24 hours later, Police Station]

My boy was alive... barely... And i was called here to hear the statements of the ones who hurt him... I was calm... until i saw the punk, Oleg... Before i knew what was happening, Igad the kid by the shirt.

"YOU FUCKIN PUNK! THAT KIDS ALL I GOT LEFT OF MY SISTER!"

The little fuck laughed at me... then spit in my face.

"No wonder the faggot wants to be a girl, living with a Musclebound Queer! ha!"

If the Cops hadn't intervened, I would've killed that boy... As is, i let him go with a warning.

"You sick little fuck! if Eli dies, You'll be hearing from me, and ain't no cop gonna save your ass then."

[One week later, Eli Pov]

I woke up in the hospital... Uncle Todd Was watching me, and smiled... 

"Thank god you're okay... Thank god..."

After he cried, he looked me in the eyes and asked

"Is it true, Kiddo? What those punks said? That you wish you were a girl?"

I turned red... and answered

"Yes... is there something wrong with me?"

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"Kiddo, no... Nothing... Sigh... Eli, You are whats called Transgender... You dont feel like the gender you were born as, and want to be the opposite... And thats fine... though some have a problem with it, like your grandparents..."

"So im normal? And how do you know all this?" I was crying, but not ready for what i heard next 

"Perfectly normal, Eli... Or Ellie, if you prefer... and I know all this because... Well kid, i used to be named Tammy. Im Trans."

[Blumfield Penitentiary, two years later, Nessie P.O.V]

My bottom was still sore... two days before my release and that large man with the gang of bikers cornered me in the yard. I cam still feel his huge hands on me, holding me down, bent at the waist as he... Spanked my bottom... 

[An hour Earlier, Kevin P.O.V]

'SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!'

"YOU STUCK UP LITTLE BITCH, SELF ABSORBED LITTLE RUGMUNCHER, DIDN'T YOUR DADDY EVER TEACH YOU HOW TO BEHAVE!"

'SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!'

"AND TO MAKE IT WORSE, YOU BLACKMAILED MY LITTLE GIRL INTO HELPING YOU! YOURE LUCKY THERE AINT NO PEDOPHILES IN HERE, OR ID TOSS YA TO EM, LET YOU SEE WHAT RAPE FEELS LIKE! 

'SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"NOW YOU GET OUTTA HERE IN THREE DAYS, AND I STILL GOT A MONTH, BUT IF I HEAR YOUVE GONE ANYWHERE NEAR TEGAN, THEN BE PREPARED FOR ANOTHER ASS WHUPPIN! NOW GET OUTTA HERE!"

The little brat ran off, tears in her eyes... the warden walked over.

"Thanks for lettin me do that, Phil."

"Its fine, Kev... One of her other victims was my niece... She nearly wasted away from depression because that little harlot said she looked like a boy. Think itll change anything?"

"I hope so... if the spanking didn't, Maybe all the prisoners and guards laughing would."

[three weeks later]

i received a call... On the line was an unfamiliar man.

"Is this young Tegans uncle?"

"Sure is, whaddya need from me, sir?"

"My name is Colm MacLeod. I heard what you did to my daughter a few weeks ago, and i wanted to say... THANK YOU. Shes much better behaved now, and all i have to do when shes being fractious is say im calling to hire you as a disciplinarian... I was never for corporal punishment, but in my daughter's case i believe it was necessary. Again, thank you."

I hung up the phone... And finished the release paperwork... I'm going to go see my daughter, just in time for her sixteenth birthday... 

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