Becoming A Daddy's Girl - Part 2

Becoming A Daddy's Girl - Part 2

    "Hey Daddy?.... no that's not quite right... hey Dad?" I opened up referring to my Dad with a more... feminine cadence. But it felt like it was all moving a bit too fast so I cut it out. Regardless, I did need to ask him if my sister had left any of her makeup.

    "You decided on those huh? Good for you! What's up... honey?" He said... wait, honey? I had never been called that. I kind of liked it though... he was really thoughtful. In his own almost presumptuous way, at least.

    "Wha- oh, well... I was wondering if Stacy left any of her makeup behind when she moved out." I played with my hair as I asked him such an embarrassing and stupid question.

    "Of course! I'm glad you're trying new things and enjoying them. There's some in the bottom right drawer in the bathroom across from your new room."

    "Thanks Dad." I made my way in there and took a look at it all. I was familiar with the basics, to some degree, but a lot of this was foreign... so I searched up some makeup tutorials. The rest of the day was spent with trial and failure of me trying to look more pretty. At first I was happy, but by the end I got a result I was pretty happy with. It was really gratifying... looking in the mirror and knowing the young woman looking back at me was me... a me that I made all for myself.

    "Hey, I was filling out your forum for this semester and... wow!" My Dad looked at the fruits of my labor. Hours of figuring out how to properly complement my face must have paid off if he had and audible reaction. "You look great! You must be a natural, seriously. Anyways, the forum asks for how you would like to be referred to. Rather than filling it out myself I figured I'd leave it up to you. Seeing as your... discovering yourself, so to speak. It isn't anything legally binding, just enrollment, so don't worry about that. Take your time, just get it to me by the end of the day so I can submit it."

    I stared at it long and hard. This was... kind of like accepting what the past day-or-so's events had been leading up to. After a lot of thought, I filled in the first blank

Gender: F

Pronouns: She/Her

    What I spent a lot more time straining over was the name section. I guess this was it, choosing the name I would probably always use as a woman... if this all plays out the way I want it to. What really felt right? Felt like me? Alexa? Kelly? Lexi? No... how about...

Name: Emma