PLAYING WITH MOMMY - TG STORY

-- Written by “Irene Naridza”

It was a Saturday, and Lorena was alone at home with her son Carl. Her husband and daughter were away visiting the grandparents. Carl couldn’t go because he had a pretty bad fever, but since they didn’t want to leave Grandpa alone on his birthday.

They decided to split up the duties. In the end, it turned out the fever wasn’t serious. By Saturday afternoon, Carl was already healthy. He regretted the misunderstanding, but there was nothing to be done, the grandparents lived far away.

He and his mother planned to go play in a nearby park, but an unexpected storm forced them to return home. To make matters worse, the strong wind had knocked down the TV antenna, leaving them without their main source of entertainment until Dad could fix it.

Still wanting to have fun with her son, Lorena suggested something. “Carl, do you want to play something fun?” she asked, piquing her son’s curiosity. “You know, when I was alone with your older sister, we used to play dress-up, where I’d dress her like a little doll. Want to try it?”

The question surprised Carl. “Mom, I’m a boy. That’s way too girly.” he immediately refused. “Besides, Dad doesn’t even like me wearing anything pink. What would he say if he saw me dressed like a doll?” he added.

“That’s why he won’t know. It’ll be our secret. Want to try it?” The new proposition was quite tempting to Carl, who eventually agreed.

“Great! You’ll see. You’ll look beautiful.” she assured him as she took his hand and led him up to the attic. “Lulu, has a lot of clothes she doesn’t wear anymore. I stored them in the attic to donate to charity this Christmas. But until then, we can put them to good use.”

They reached the attic, and Lorena went to a wardrobe and began pulling out all kinds of girls’ clothes. Skirts, frilly shirts, and even dresses. “Wow, I don’t remember Lulu having so many clothes.” Carl said, surprised at the variety. “My friends also give me the clothes their daughters no longer wear.” she explained while gathering pieces to form a single outfit.

“Okay, let’s start with this.” she said, selecting an outfit that Carl eyed with curiosity. A long-sleeved pink shirt with white polka dots, a white dress with a medium-length skirt, pink tights, and white shoes. “It looks nice…” he said shyly.

“Oh, honey, you look adorable.” his mother said excitedly when she saw him in the complete outfit. Carl just blushed, not out of embarrassment, but the opposite. “Th-thanks.” he replied. “There are many outfits here, and who knows? Maybe we can do some activities together.” she said, making Carl excited about what was to come.

The two of them spent the afternoon this way. Lorena dressed her son in the most feminine and beautiful outfits she could combine. Carl enjoyed receiving compliments from his mother about how ‘pretty’ he looked in his outfits. She even took a few photos.

Since her daughter Lulu had entered adolescence, she hadn’t spent much time with her mother, leaving Lorena feeling a bit lonely. But now, it seemed she could relive those cherished mother-daughter afternoons.

“How about we bake some cookies?” Lorena suggested. Carl nodded, and they headed downstairs to the kitchen, but stopped abruptly when he saw his father and sister in the living room.

“Love... you’re home early.” Lorena said, surprised. “Yes, we didn’t stay long with Dad. He had one of those PTSD episodes about his days in the Navy.” her husband explained. “We brought dinner. We went to the Mexican restaurant that Lulu loves” he added, pointing to the girl who was unpacking takeout containers with the restaurant’s logo, a tortilla with an eagle on its shoulder.

“Who’s she?” Lulu asked when she saw Carl. He had hidden behind his mother, frozen in place at the sight of his father. “Carl, what on earth are you wearing?” his father exclaimed, clearly upset, scaring the boy, who clung to his mother.

“Take that off, RIGHT NOW,” he ordered, stepping closer to Carl. “Dan, wait. What are you doing?” Lorena intervened. “We were just playing. There’s no need to get so angry.” she said, stopping her husband.

“Why are you playing these kinds of games with Carl? He’s a boy.” he said, raising his voice. “I know, but this isn’t hurting him. We were having a good time together, and now you’ve scared him.” she pointed out, noticing that Carl was hiding his face in her back, frightened by his father’s anger.

“I don’t want you playing these kinds of games.” he declared in a commanding tone. “Carl, go change. That’s my final word.” he ordered, and Carl went to his room to do as his father said. After a while, he came back down, dressed as a boy, looking at the floor, hoping not to upset his father again.

“That’s what I want. Dress appropriately.” Dan said. Dinner was quite tense for Carl, who made as little noise as possible. His father talked about usual things as if nothing had happened. Lorena did the same but was clearly displeased with her husband’s attitude.

Carl woke up late the next day. He hadn’t been able to sleep, but when he did, he fell asleep crying. His mother came into his room and comforted him. “Forgive your father. He was raised with different values.” she said, hugging him. “If you don’t want to play dress-up anymore, that’s fine. I don’t want you to feel nervous.” she assured him.

“No, I do like it.” Carl said. “Yesterday, I felt good playing with you... Can we do it again?” he asked timidly. His mother nodded. “Of course.” she said with a smile. “But as you’ve seen, your father doesn’t need to know.” Carl nodded.

“I can help with that.” his sister said, entering the room. “I have a lot of clothes that don’t fit me anymore. That dress you wore yesterday is one of them.” Lulu sat at the foot of the bed as she explained. “We can store them all in a wardrobe just for you when you play with Mom.” she suggested, bringing a smile to her brother’s face.

“You’re very kind, Lulu.” Lorena said. “I was planning to donate them, but I think we’ve found someone to wear them.” Lorena stroked her son’s hair. “It’s best to keep that wardrobe in the attic. Your dad sometimes goes on business trips, so we’ll be able to have time to play together.” she said.

“That sounds good. Would you like to have tea parties?” Lulu suggested. “All three of us in pretty dresses. I like that idea. What do you think, Carl?” Lorena asked. Carl smiled, imagining all the things they could do.

Although, unfortunately, they would have to do it behind their father’s back, his mother and sister were willing to support him. “Yes, I like the idea.” Carl replied, eager to play with his mother again, and this time with his sister as a guest.

 

To Be Continued?

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